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.

production of these items is slowly being monopolized, so this mine is

isn’t

pre-nuptial agreement, it was stipulated that Samantha Williams would bring along 20 percent of the mine’s ownership with her, which would

wasn’t what Darius

father’s not only great at amassing wealth but also at keeping secrets.When I

He scoffed.

became ashen.She was fearful because she

secret, but it

didn’t know what to do to make things

there to be anyone who could hide this from the Reid family.He

role did they play in

leaning against the wall, straightening up when he heard the

and asked, "Mr.Reid, what should we do now? The Gillette family’s here, and

smiled faintly at his

many of

they’re here.We can deal with this as soon as possible

heard when he walked

and he

tell me

not saying anything

angrier, and he exhaled as his hands

he wanted to ask,

know that you're a smart guy.Just tell me this— where’s my son? If you tell me what you