The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 186

That was why he needed to ensure his safety at all times. Everything else had to come after this. At the

same time, he wanted to resolve this mess as quickly as possible. Therefore, he had to ensure his

safety while being quick. His brain was already operating at peak capacity, but he still couldn't devise a

good plan. Soon, however, he would realize that he'd overestimated his opponent.

It was only expected. No ordinary person would imagine that their opponent was wealthy, powerful, yet

obnoxious and arrogant.

Things happened while he was still sleeping. He was resting when he heard the sound of several

footsteps approaching. A voice rang out amidst the footsteps, and it belonged to Donny. "You might be

wealthy, but the detention center isn't a place where you can come and go as you please. It’s a right

that’s been granted to us by the federation.”

Then, Darius heard laughter. It came from someone who sounded young and probably wealthy, judging

from the words he uttered next. 'The fact that you can say that just shows that you've yet to see the

power that money can bring. We've given the federal government an ample amount, so I’m giving you

one last chance to disappear from my sight. Otherwise, I’ll ensure your fate is worse than everyone

locked up here.”

Donny stopped walking. He looked in the direction of Darius' room, feeling worried, but he didn't say

anything else. Instead, he pulled his phone out and sent him a text.

Darius felt the phone vibrate underneath his pillow, so he quickly pulled it out and saw Donny’s

message. It read, "I'm sorry that I couldn't stop him."

He put the phone back underneath the pillow. He'd heard the whole conversation, and he didn't think

Donny had done anything wrong, nor did he need to apologize. So, he sat up in bed and crossed his

legs, starting to meditate. There was something in his stomach that warmed him, and it made him feel

comfortable.

More importantly, many people were approaching. They were no match for him, he continued to

meditate to prepare himself for an easy victory.

He'd just gotten in the zone when he heard laughter ring out nearby. It made him feel very

uncomfortable, and he slowly opened his eyes. Then, he saw a young man with blond hair. His

appearance was ordinary, and the only thing that stood out was his thick lips.

"What's your name?" Darius looked at him calmly, and this angered the young man.

He glared at Darius. "Is that the attitude you're going to take with me?"

Darius frowned and nodded. "If you can answer me, please do. If not, I'll just find out using my own

methods." He stood up, keeping his eyes on the young man. "I've already made things clear. If you

can't understand me, I suggest you go to the hospital to check your brain."

This only made the young man angrier. "I’m Hank Gillette, and I’ve never been this insulted in my life!

You're the first person to do so, so I’m going to show you the power of the Gillette family's wealth. Even

if you get on your knees and beg me for mercy, I won't let you off the hook!" He turned to glare at the

official standing next to him. "Open the door, you useless piece of trash!”

Darius glanced at the official. It was the one that he didn't beat up earlier, and Darius had reason to

believe that he was the one who'd brought Hank here. He turned back to Hank and said, "I didn't

expect you to come all the way here to see me. You even brought along so many useless people. They

should’ve been left in the trash where they belong, yet you’re bringing them with you everywhere you

go as if they're precious treasures, even expecting them to protect you." He laughed mockingly.

Hank had never been subject to such treatment before, and he was so angry that he felt like he

couldn't breathe. He glared at Darius, his eyes becoming bloodshot. Unfortunately for him, Darius

acted like he didn't see any of this, making Hank’s blood boil.

He growled, "Get him and pin him to the floor! I want to step on his face and show him what a huge

mistake he's making right now!"

Darius' gaze turned frosty at his words, and the temperature in the room started to drop because of his

ice-cold rage. Hank couldn't help but shudder from the cold, as did the people with him. Everyone

wondered what was happening, but none suspected that it had anything to do with Darius’ fury.

Hank wanted to ask what was going on, but he was stunned by the person who'd suddenly appeared

before him. He didn't hear anyone’s footsteps, nor did he hear Darius speak, which explained his

astonishment. However, Darius obviously didn't intend to give him much time to be confused. He'd

already wrapped a hand around Hank’s neck and tightened his grip.

Darius started to speak slowly, and his words made Hank feel like his heart would stop beating

immediately. "Hank, you're just not the type to learn from your mistakes. You've done countless things

to harm or take many people's lives, whether directly or indirectly, yet you've never been punished

because of the Gillette family's wealth.

"You first started becoming interested in the opposite gender when you were thirteen, and you killed

your classmate and her father because of your curiosity. Back then, the Gillette family couldn’t

persuade the official in charge of that case to change his verdict because of his strong sense of justice,

so your father had another one of your classmates take the fall. He's still in jail to this day.

"On the other hand, you got a rush out of doing that and soon broke the law again."

Hank now looked ghostly. He hadn't expected Darius to know about these things, and he looked at him,

wanting to say something. However, he couldn't make a sound because of the hand tightening around

his throat. He could only try his best to break free by kicking and flailing.

The bodyguards he'd brought with him were stunned by how things had played out and they realised

they had to do something.