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 probably

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

it’s all your fault!

that there was no way they would have a normal conversation.He rolled his

gasps and shouts came from

even people who were

in his pockets and looked

no one would believe he was the chairman

at Wilson’s entourage, who were still

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

glared at him

too.Couldn’t you see that something was wrong with your chairman’s mental state? Shouldn’t you be getting him to the hospital rather than

it seemed that Wilson’s entourage didn’t

hurt our chairman! We’ll show

the younger employees raised a fist

the young man fall flat on his

descended upon

else dared say anything, and Darius’

to help him

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

come here and

trembled and hurried over to Wilson, helping him

trembling so badly that they