The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 233

No matter how much he refused to admit it, he knew she was telling the truth.

However, he smirked and said, "Even if you’re telling the truth, it doesn’t bother me.I couldn’t care less.You may not know this, but your father can't harm me in any way.Perhaps it’s because you’re too naive, but you should know that saving the world isn’t something we care about."

He raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Erin.He saw that she already had some results from her investigation, so he flicked his wrist and and let Samantha go.

She glared at him, her eyes filled with hatred.

However, it didn’t bother him He walked over to Erin and leaned against the table, his eyes focusing on the monitor.

"How is it? Do you have anything?"

Erin smiled and nodded.

"Yes, sir."

She turned the laptop to him and said, "The truth is shocking.I decided to delve into this from a different perspective and used whatever information we had to search for Samantha’s father, Michael Williams.

Indeed, he’s a wealthy man and even wealthier than we thought.

I also found that all his wealth comes from the same source, which is a rare mine.

The ore in the mine is indispensable when it comes to manufacturing engines and certain chips, and it’s irreplaceable.

being monopolized, so this mine is important to

isn’t exactly

the mine’s ownership with

what Darius

great at amassing wealth but also at keeping secrets.When I think about such a well-kept secret being exposed because

He scoffed.

became ashen.She was fearful because she

fact that they owned amine secret, but it

know what to

could hide this from the Reid family.He closed his eyes and

play in this? As he pondered

wall, straightening

Darius vigilantly and asked, "Mr.Reid, what should we do now? The Gillette family’s here, and it looks like they brought help.I don’t think

at

many of them, but they’re weaker than

continued, "I suppose it’s good that they’re here.We can deal with this

what Wilson Gillette heard when he walked into the

and he strode toward

me whatever I

shrugged, not saying anything in

Wilson angrier, and he exhaled as his

he wanted to

tell me this— where’s my son? If you tell me what you know, I can