The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 271

Chapter 271

'Til 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'.

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

could not disguise them. He took a deep exhale, raised

minutes. Then, he looked at the monitor screen, not saying anything more as he typed up the agreement without

as always. He casually reached out to grab and flip through some documents around. Suddenly, his brows twisted

with such anger, so the

and unsettled, he immediately

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 the Dream Investment Group has practically overpowered the Gillette Group and is making

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

did not expect the former to admit the truth candidly. He rammed his fist against the

drilled into Wilson as he saw the latter in a new light, thinking, "Wilson withheld critical information even though he was desperately begging me to

as pale as chalk, sitting stiffer than before with both hands

figured there was no point explaining if Darius did not want to listen, so he shot

said a nodding Darius. He then leaned back into

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