Chapter 453

“I want Darius dead, and he knows this. Thus, regardless of whether I actually do anything, Darius will do everything he can to start trouble with me. If that happens, I’ll still be as good as dead, so I’d rather meet up with him now and take matters into my own hands.”

With that thought, Wilson balled his fists tautly, shut his eyes, and steadied his rapid breathing.

…

At the hotel, Darius’ reaction was different; he was utterly relaxed after responding to the text. He sat on the sofa, crossed one leg over the other, and leisurely sipped his coffee. Glancing at his hotel room’s door, he knew four people were waiting to see him, so he announced, “You guys may enter.”

The four then formed a neat line before him, and he glanced at the two who stood in the middle. One was his senior from university, while the other was his newly gained follower with a heavily tattooed arm. He shot a look at the latter just then.

That immediately prompted Travis to step forward, his eyes lighting up with