The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 238

Miguel felt Darius' hand wrap around his neck, and it wasn't a nice feeling. He became especially angry when he heard what Darius said. He struggled to take a deep breath, his eyes bulging.

It wasn't easy to do so because of Darius' grip, but he managed to force out, "Darius, you've made a mistake. As long as you admit to your wrongdoings or pay a fee, no one will come after you anymore. But if you harm me, it'll only worsen your crimes. You won't be able to bear the consequences!”

'Thanks for the advice, dude. But if I were you, I'd think about this-you were the one to attack me out of nowhere, yet you're telling me to think about the consequences.”

Miguel paled and widened his eyes in shock. "You're about to get locked up at the detention center! How dare you speak to me like that!"

Darius looked at him, his face is void of emotion. His tone was mocking, though, as he said, "I wouldn’t be saying things like that if I were you. After all, you have no idea how rich I am."

at him. Despite his breathing difficulties, he still forced out a laugh. "I know that, as a young man, you want people to acknowledge you, but pretending to be rich isn't going to help you achieve that. On the contrary, it will only

him to say that. He raised an eyebrow, then said," What would

hadn't thought about this. He opened his mouth a few times, but he ended up not saying a

men finally showed his face. He stood before Darius with his hands in his pockets,

flashing in his eyes. The skinny official looked slightly below 5’5" when standing with the burly men, but now that he

neck. His feet were still dangling about an inch from the ground, so Darius flung him aside. Miguel was sent flying. Judging from the time it had taken for him to land on the ground, he'd probably been thrown about a hundred feet

widen. Pain shot through his body as he staggered to

was something he liked. He frowned

to catch me, let alone send me flying. In the past, if anyone were to send me flying like that, I’d be able to land on my feet, but I didn’t manage to do

trust a guy who'd attacked him upon their first meeting. Obviously, Miguel sensed this and said, "Hey, why don’t you trust

do. I already told