Wilson’s eyes trembled so much that they were about to pop out of their sockets. Facing off against Darius left him intensely frightened. His voice became hoarse as he asked, “W-What are you trying to accomplish? I never invited you to tonight’s banquet—”“That’s enough!” Darius interrupted loudly. “I’ve been more than patient with you. I can investigate how that invite appeared in my room and who delivered it to me. What I never expected was someone would use such immature tricks against me. Then again, perhaps you thought that making me show up with a fake invite to this banquet would embarrass me. Is that it?”Wilson’s eyes grew dim with fear. It shocked him to learn Darius did not care about getting humiliated. Because of that, he never got to say the smug words he had prepared beforehand. All he could do was quiver on the ground like frightened prey.At that moment, Darius raised his chin while placing his foot on Wilson’s shoulder. “I sense another potent presence in this vill
Wilson dared not look at the man in the black robe because he could sense an unprecedented rage emanating from the latter. Wilson was unsure whether he would still be breathing if he locked eyes with him. However, the man obviously did not care about that, as he was now focusing on Darius instead.In that instant, Darius sensed a powerful aura radiating from the man, which was more potent than the previous martial artist in the same black robe he had encountered. He stood there and pondered for a while, unable to recall the name of the last martial artist. He then met the man’s eyes and instructed his subordinates behind him with a cautious tone. “You three should get out of here as quickly as possible.”Erin remained rooted, unwilling to leave. Even so, she got dragged away by Bridget and Edward, who each took one of her arms. Although she wanted to resist, the two bodyguards’ strengths far surpassed hers. She wriggled with all her might but to no avail; her wrists did not budge f
The cogs in the man’s brain spun atlightning speed, and he made his decision in under a second; he quickly steppedback when Darius’ fist came close to his face.Darius did not foresee that, so he did notpursue the former out of caution. Once his fist fully reached out, the man wasalready far away.“You truly are formidable,” the man saidwhile looking down at Darius and standing atop the Remnard Estate’s concretefence. He then fled, vanishing into thin air.Darius’ figure flickered just then. He wantedto chase after the man but was shocked that he could not detect the latter’saura in the air. The man did not leave any traces, so it waslike he was never there. Because of that, Darius halted on the spot,no longer charging ahead. Another reason he did not move was that he felt thetornado dissipate once the man left. Thus, it left Wilson’s body rapidlyfalling from almost 30 feet above the ground. Darius did not know if Wilson had sufferedany injuries after being held that h
At that moment, Wilson only wanted to get Darius’ protection.Never in a million years did Darius think that would happen. Hence, he grinned in amusement, saying, “What you’ve said has satisfied me, so I’m willing to help.”He cracked his neck while continuing, “Since you’ve already expressed your loyalty to me, I can straightforwardly tell you that I’ve come here to obtain the Gillette Group’s shares.Wilson’s eyes grew wide with disbelief at what he had heard. He stumbled onto his butt, forgetting he was about to stand up. Moments of gloomy silence passed before he looked down, muttering,“Now that you’ve told me your plans, I doubt I can say no to them. Please give me a few minutes to digest this information. It’s too painful for me to take in all at once. After all, I’m about to gift the riches I’ve worked hard to get all my life to someone else for free. I-I doubt anyone can peacefully agree to such a thing in a m-moment’s notice.”His voice tremored by the end of that sentence. Nevert
If Darius had not done detailed research on the duo, he would have believed Cerys was Wilson’s enemy from the latter’s violence toward her.Wilson could tell Darius was now seeing him in a negative light. However, he refrained from speaking about Cerys and just stood there, watching Darius. “Now that it’s no longer noisy out here,” he said, “We can discuss the conditions for me transferring the Gillette Group’s shares to you.” Darius approvingly grinned as he scrutinized the former’s stern expression. That was the first time since Darius had arrived there that Wilson gave off the aura he should have had—the authoritative energy of being the Gillette Group’s chairman. Still, Darius sat there emotionlessly and quietly while sipping on his coffee. Yet, as he lifted his cup, Wilson’s secretary reached an arm out to him. She also spoke in a more honeyed tone than before. “Mr. Reid, your coffee has gone cold. Why don’t you hand it to me? I’ll fetch a fresh, piping hot cup for you.”A stroke of
“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.Wils
Although it hurt for Wilson to bow since Darius was still grabbing his hair, he still did it.Darius’ brow quirked. It shocked him to see the former doing that, so he loosened his grip and clapped his palms together, dusting them. He then pointed at the keyboard, stating, “Starting now, I want you to finish drawing up the share transfer agreement. However, in addition to the agreement, you’ll hand over all assets, excluding cash, under your name to me.”Wilson’s eyes grew wide before he compliantly sat down. Yet, he did not touch the keyboard. Instead, he snapped icily, “You’re truly something, Darius Reid! I may have lost today, but your current actions have crossed the line!”He spoke in a controlled tone and seemed calm, as though he was not the one in danger. Yet, he was profusely sweating beneath his clothes. He knew if this continued for even a single minute, his sweat would seep into his clothes, revealing how anxious he secretly felt. That would mean he had lost the battle entirel
A relieved sigh slipped out of Wilson when he saw Darius slowing to a halt. In his eyes, that meant the latter was willing to help him. However, he was oblivious to how Darius was one step ahead and had figured out the tank meant bad news. Darius had merely stopped to ponder the best course of action—to let Wilson die now or save him. He did not have to think for much longer, though, as a man soon exited one of the tanks and approached him with a baseball bat. Darius then quirked a brow before deciding to stay silent.Contrarily, the approaching man did not share the same sentiment. He stood before Darius, rage causing the tips of his ears to redden. He gripped the baseball bat so hard that even the veins running down his forearms popped.Still, he gritted his teeth, suppressing his wrath to say, “I’m Benji Anderson. I believe you’ve guessed my family background now that you know my last name.”Darius’ brows raised upon seeing the former. He never thought someone could behave so formally