The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 234

Now, however, he was being forced to, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He looked at Darius with bloodshot eyes and roared, "This is all your fault! You're the one who killed my son! He didn't even do anything!"

Darius’ eyes widened as he looked at Wilson, raising his voice to say, "You can blame me for killing him, but you can’t say that he died in vain.He’s done so many illegal and immoral things and escaped the law so many times because of you.He even killed someone because of his own selfish desires!"

He paused, taking in Wilson's bloodshot eyes and heavy panting, then calmed down and smiled.

"I know there’s no point in saying all this at this point."

Wilson stalked toward Darius.

"I think I’ve been very patient with you so far, more patient than I’ve been with anyone else.Yet, you harmed my beloved son."

Darius frowned.

"I don't think we’ve even met before today."

He didn't receive a reply from Wilson, however.

Wilson just growled, "Look at you—you’re no different than a pauper.You even injured my subordinates and had the nerve to buy 10 percent of my hotel’s shares through dirty, underhanded means.But I haven’t complained about that, have I? I've been nice to you so far, but you killed my only son."

Though Darius had already given up on talking sense into him, he still couldn’t stand how Wilson kept going on and on like a broken record.

said, "I think there’s

he said this, it seemed to ignite something in Wilson, who shot to his

it’s all your fault! Everything's your fault! If not for you, things would’ve been so peaceful

way they would have a normal conversation.He rolled his eyes,

gasps and shouts

people who

shrugged, then stuck his hands in his pockets and looked at Wilson, who

believe he

glanced at Wilson’s entourage, who were still watching him

frowned and said, "What are you guys standing there for? Isn’t he your chairman? Are you really going to just let him

glared at him and said, "How dare you say that! Why'd you knock him

something was wrong with your chairman’s mental state? Shouldn’t you be getting him to

was wearing thin, but it seemed that Wilson’s entourage didn’t

hurt our chairman!

younger employees raised a fist and pounced

making the young man fall flat on his

descended

dared say anything, and Darius’

young man, wanting to help him up,

stood with his hands on his hips while looking at the remaining

"Look, just come here and take your chairman

to Wilson, helping

so badly that they almost