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.

Wilson. These emotions were so powerful that he could not disguise them. He took a deep exhale, raised both hands that were trembling, and willed himself to put them

process took about three minutes. Then, he looked at the monitor screen, not saying anything more as he typed

calm as always. He casually reached out to

his brows twisted into a deep frown while he

Wilson think Darius would react with such anger, so the commotion jolted him, his

he immediately looked at

happened. Yet, when

eyes and exhaled deeply. After composing himself, he parted his lips

Gillette Group and is

trembling Wilson. Moments passed before he lowered his head and nodded. "I'm aware. And without me, their

truth candidly. He rammed his fist against the table, snarling with absolute certainty, “Yet, you never

Wilson as he saw the latter in a new light, thinking, "Wilson withheld critical information even though

eyes. He became as pale as chalk,

cautiously eying Darius. He figured there was no point

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

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