Chapter 166
Jeremiah wanted to die at that moment. He knew Darius intended to make him pay until all his wealth was gone. Hopelessness clouded his eyes as he looked at Darius. “Must you be so cruel? You caused trouble for this hotel! Even if Dream Investment Group doesn’t take action against you, they’ll make your life a living hell.”
“I’ve already heard similar threats like this multiple times today. Yet, no one has made good on their words so far,” replied a sighing Darius with his hands in his pocket.
Jeremiah’s face darkened.
He knew Darius’ mind had been made, so there was no turning back. Thus, he got off the ground, glowered at Darius, and spoke through gritted teeth. “I’ll end my life if I lose all my wealth. Should that happen, I’ll make sure everyone knows you forced me to my death! That will spark endless public hatred toward you!” With every word, he grew complacent, his eyes lighting up with anticipation. He wanted to see the fear and regret on Darius’ face as the latter begged for forgiveness. Alas, that did not happen. Darius remained emotionless, except for his frosty eyes that bore into Jeremiah.
That was the first time Jeremiah felt so frightened. It was as though his words earlier caused him to now balance on a thin thread between life and death. He regretted everything. However, it was far too late.
Darius kept his usual posture but parted his lips to declare, “That makes perfect sense, and because I’m someone who loves helping others, I’ll grant that death wish of yours.”
He then turned to leave while adding, “Perhaps the matter might get resolved quicker than I thought.”
Both associated with Darius’ former workplace, Alvin and Jenner gawked at Darius’ retreating figure. However, neither of them said a word.
Once Darius exited the hotel, Erin whipped out her phone and reported to him, “Mr. Reid, 1 believe we can begin our next move now.”
Darius shook his head. “Let’s head back to the hospital.”
Erin’s mind went blank at that, but her body quickly responded by walking to the car and opening the door. She then waited for Darius to get in before making her way to the driver’s seat, settling in, and starting the engine. Only then did she speak. “Mr. Reid, why are we returning to the hospital? Also, you haven’t had anything to eat yet.”
Darius’ brows furrowed. “Call every chairperson when we get to the hospital. Tell them if they don’t show up at the hospital’s conference room within five minutes, I’ll use my abilities to make their assets mine as punishment.” Earlier at the hotel, Erin did not enter the private room, so she had no clue what had happened. That was why her eyes rounded in shock at Darius’ words. Nevertheless, she nodded.
“Don’t worry. Mr. Reid. l’ll do what I can to minimize the profits of the other chairpersons’ companies. Additionally, I’ll ensure they sacrifice more or take higher risks before their companies can accumulate more wealth.” That answer satisfied Darius, who did not bother hiding his contentment. Seeing his improved mood through the rearview mirror instantly calmed Erin’s pounding and anxious heart.
They eventually arrived at the hospital’s entrance.
Erin parked the car before announcing with much more respect in her tone than before, “Mr. Reid, we’ve arrived.”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Consortium's Heir