The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 271

Chapter 271

“I’ll accept your condition as you're already being so generous,” Darius said while getting off the bench to stand. He shoved his hands in his pockets, turned, then headed for the Gillette family's villa.

"Since both our secretaries aren't here, only you are available to draft an agreement on our share transfer."

Wilson shut his eyes. Yet, a second later, he rushed up to Darius and entered his villa alongside the latter. A look of resignation shrouded his face like a dark cloud, but Wilson had to do so to survive.

After all, there was no telling if he could keep Remnard Estate; perhaps the estate's villa and every piece of furniture inside it would no longer be his if he disobeyed Darius.

There were many thoughts in Wilson's head, but he kept his face blank the entire time. When he entered the study, he found Darius sitting on the ergonomic chair behind the desk.

The latter even considerately turned the monitor and keyboard in Wilson's direction, ready to have the agreement drafted.

Wilson could not keep a collected expression. At that point, he finally realized everything he once owned was no longer his-they were now Darius

Even the study that was his an hour ago had now belonged to the latter. Thus, he entered the room and could only sit at the desk as a guest.

an unprecedented heartache in Wilson. These emotions were so powerful that he could not disguise them. He took

Then, he looked at the monitor screen, not saying anything more as he typed up the

as always. He casually reached out

deep frown while he slammed

anger, so the commotion jolted him, his hands jerking against

and unsettled, he immediately looked at

pursed his lips, wanting to ask Darius what had happened. Yet, when he noticed Darius’ furious expression, he

his eyes and exhaled deeply. After composing himself, he parted his lips to say, "Did you know that

Group and is making the latter a mere

Wilson. Moments passed before he lowered his head and nodded. "I'm

the truth candidly. He rammed his fist against the table, snarling with absolute certainty, “Yet,

piercing gaze drilled into Wilson as he saw the latter in a new light, thinking,

as pale as chalk, sitting stiffer than

seriousness before falling silent and cautiously eying Darius. He figured there was no point explaining if Darius did not want to listen, so he shot to his feet

said a nodding Darius. He then leaned back into the ergonomic chair, crossing one leg

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