The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 266

Wilson's eyes trembled so much that they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Facing off against Darius left him intensely frightened.His voice became hoarse as he asked, "W-What

are you trying to accomplish? I never invited you to tonight's banquet-"

"That's enough!" Darius interrupted loudly.

"I've been more than patient with you.I can investigate how that invite appeared in my room and who

delivered it to me. What I never expected was someone would use such immature tricks against me.

Then again, perhaps you thought that making me show up with a fake invite to this banquet would

embarrass me. Is that it?"

Wilson's eyes grew dim with fear. It shocked him to learn Darius did not care about getting humiliated.

Because of that, he never got to say the smug words he had prepared beforehand.

All he could do was quiver on the ground like frightened prey.

At that moment, Darius raised his chin while placing his foot on Wilson's shoulder.

"I sense another potent presence in this villa—it's from an enlightened martial artist."

That made Wilson pale. He could not deny the statement as it was the truth.

Yet, at the same time, he could not reveal any more information to Darius; the martial artist Darius

mentioned made sure Wilson was powerless from the start.

Wilson was in his study one day when the martial artist snuck in and strangled him, ordering him to

deliver an invite to Darius. That was all the martial artist said he wanted Darius to be at Wilson's

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banquet.

At the time, none of Wilson's bodyguards could get to the study on time, so Wilson had no choice but to

agree.

Recalling that incident, Wilson suddenly noticed the similarities between the martial artist and Darius.

His eyes became rounder and glossier as he asked, "What is your relationship with that person?"

He flipped from being on his back to kneeling and pressing his forehead into the ground.He cried, "I-I'm

so sorry! I made a grave mistake, and I realize it now. You're both skilled fighters, but I have nothing to

do with your feud-I never once thought about harming you! Of course, I never planned to attack him,

either. However, he tracked me down and threatened to hurt me if I didn't do as he said.I couldn't let

that happen!"

While speaking, he looked up with teary eyes at Darius.

Even so, Darius examined the former's eyes in detail and found no fear.

He placed his hands behind his back while scrunching up his nose, sneering, "You don't have to put on

this act of pity before me.Before I arrived in Almiron City, I learned all about how you made the Gillette

family name so successful. That only happened because you received financial backing from Dream

Investment Group during your most challenging juncture. You then sought external financing by listing

your company on the stock market. That's what led to the elite status of your family today. You've

cooperated with Dream Investment Group for a long time, so the enlightened martial artist standing in

your villa is also someone I'm very familiar with-because I was once his disciple. The people we've

encountered thus far are all associated with the mysterious person behind Dream Investment Group.

This mysterious figure always has a hand in Dream Investment's every investment project."

He had spoken calmly, but his every word took the people at the scene aback.

After all, he was revealing the Gillette family's top secrets.

One could even say that no one else, apart from Wilson, knew these secrets.

Yet, Darius had disclosed it all before strangers in that instant.

Wilson shut his eyes, sighing deeply on the ground as he knew his mission had failed; Dream

Investment Group would not react kindly to his failure.

He recalled the scene at his study the other night when suddenly, an invisible force tightened around

his neck, choking him on the spot.

Wilson parted his lips with all his might but could utter a word. His face turned red after he struggled to

breathe for some time. Darius kept his hands behind his back while standing before Wilson. He could

even hear the latter's neck cracking from the invisible pressure.

On the other side, Wilson did not expect Dream Investment Group to punish him this cruelly for failing

one minor task.

At that point, it was evident that the company had given up on their promise to him-they had decided

not to avenge his son's death by murdering Darius.

Bitter resentment filled his eyes just then.He refused to give up, eyes darting left and right while he

struggled to take off his watch.

Everyone saw it but did not comment on it as they did not know why he did that.

However, his reasons became clear when Wilson tossed his watch to Darius.

That was not what Darius expected.

The watch landed more than 30 feet away from Darius.

Once it did, Wilson shot a pleading look at the former, who stood unmoving.

Nevertheless, Darius could tell Wilson desperately wanted him to pick up the watch.

Grave silence enveloped the scene.

The man in a black robe that stood inside the villa could not believe what he had just witnessed, so he

balled his fists more.

Wilson's face then became as pale as a sheet before the man.

Eventually, Wilson shut his eyes and let out one final exhale.

Despite that, a satisfied smile spread across his face, knowing he had done the best he could.

Likewise, Wilson knew Darius would pick up the watch that stored plenty of information on Dream

Investment Group.

In it were also the plans he had to threaten his way out of Dream Investment Group's grasp but did not

have the time to do.

Throughout Wilson's life, this was the project he had spent the most effort planning.

Wilson believed Darius would be moved by his efforts and put the watch's information to good use.

Hence, it did not matter which side won in the end; Wilson was satisfied that he had gotten this far.

He shut his eyes, feeling peaceful with how things had turned out, yet things did not go as he imagined.

Instead, the invisible force around his neck loosened gradually alongside the menacing laughter of the

martial artist in the black robe.

It left Wilson sitting upright on the ground, but he kept his eyes tightly shut.