The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 264

Darius did not care about whatever rhetoric Wilson brought up.

Thus, he did not respond to the latter's claims and turned to look at Cerys instead, stating, "This young

lady is your daughter, and I've hurt her."

Only then did Wilson spare Cerys a glance.

Yet, what baffled everyone at the scene was his lack of emotion toward her.

All he did was nod and apathetically reply, "Indeed.

She's my badly behaved daughter, which is why I'm grateful you showed up and put her in place,

Mr.Reid."

A scoff came from Darius as he thought, "Wilson's implying I purposely came to the banquet to punish

his daughter."

He did not verbally express his opinion but kept both hands in his pockets and nodded.

"Yes, ve already punished your two misbehaving sons on your behalf, so I don't mind disciplining your

daughter too. Though, I would never end their lives because I don't have any bad blood with you,

Gillettes."

Wilson's eyes grew wide in that instant.

His heart rate spiked as he could tell there was more to Darius' words.

He then thundered, "What the hell have you done to Thomas?"

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His voice boomed so loudly that it made everyone jolt and tremble.

Some people even looked directly into his eyes without much thought.

After silence hung in the air for a couple of minutes, everyone avoided looking at him.

Their hearts pounded with anxiety as they had just learned something the Gillette family did not want

them to.

At that point, there was no guarantee that the Gillettes would do anything to threaten them.

Having worried about this outcome for the entire day, some guests wanted to leave.

One of them stepped forward to bow deeply at Wilson.

Subsequently, his face paled as he said through chattering teeth, "M-My apologies, M-Mr.Gillette.I don't

think I-I can attend tonight's banquet anymore. My company just phoned and informed me of an issue

with one of my projects. They need me back at the scene to resolve the issue now."

All color had drained from Wilson's face by then. He knew it was a lie but had no reason to decline the

former's request, so he nodded.

"Okay.If you need any help, feel free to seek me out at once.I'll do my best to help you in my personal

capacity."

The person left the venue in tears as Wilson's offer moved him.

At least, that was what Wilson thought.

Still, Wilson did not imagine that about a third of his guests would come up with various excuses to flee

the scene after he allowed the person to leave.

No one dared step foot into the villa.

To make things worse, this was the first time something had gone wrong with a Gillette family banquet

in decades. Wilson could not accept such defeat, so he glowered at Darius, no longer having the

appearance of a benevolent host. "You caused this to happen and have now pissed me off. Let's hope

you can bear the consequences of my wrath!" He stared determinedly at Darius, thinking the latter

would also be angry or take action.

It was only natural as the latter had always seemed rash throughout their previous encounters.

Much to his shock, Darius did not utter a word.

All Darius did was approach Cerys' side while keeping his gaze on Wilson.

He explained, "Someone has plotted against me and tricked me into attending tonight's banquet. The

thing is-I'm unsure if you're behind it or if Dream Investment Group is to blame."

He seemed so collected that Wilson could not figure out what was on his mind.

Hence, Wilson kept mum, fearing he would say the wrong thing and accidentally let slip any secrets to

Darius. He had plenty of research and witnessed enough incidents today to know that Darius was

capable of getting information from others.

Meanwhile, Darius still had not said much but turned to look at Erin.

Since the two had worked together for some time, Erin understood what Darius meant from his

gaze.So, she nodded and returned to the car.

Wilson pursed his lips but returned to a neutral expression soon after.

Despite that, he continued to scrutinize Erin with a smile.

"I'd like to know what you, as Darius' secretary, are going to do if not stand here with him."

Curiosity filled his eyes as he wanted to know whether Erin would tell the truth or lie.

Little did he expect her to ignore him. She did not even stop nor turn her head to spare him a glance.

Instead, she beelined into her car and sat in the backseat.

That was the first time anyone had disregarded Wilson.

Such humiliation felt foreign to him, causing his heart to beat faster with rage. He let out a quick sigh,

mentally reminding himself,

"I became a tycoon at a young age, and in the fifty years that followed, I've never felt this pissed!"

Enraged, he stared into Darius' eyes and snarled through gritted teeth, "You're challenging my

authority? Hah! You'll have hell to pay for this!"

Wilson then took one step back, clapping once to summon the many men in black who were hidden in

every corner of the yard, each holding guns.

A smug grin curled on Wilson's face as he said, "You must feel frightened now, huh? I bet you didn't

see them earlier. Well, let me tell you this no matter how much you beg, it's too late.I won't spare you."

He continued gloating at Darius while speaking, but his smile soon faded when the latter did not appear

as frightened as he pictured.

Nothing had turned out as he had planned, and he refused to tolerate it.

Brows drawing close, he questioned, "Why aren't you afraid about what's happening now? About

what's going to happen?" Darius stood rooted to the spot with a curt smile.

"It seems your guests from earlier haven't told you about how their bodyguards were frightened."