Chapter 168
“Those who snickered will be sent to prison, where they’ll pay for all their previous wrongdoings. As for those who didn’t snicker, I’ll let you off the hook by only taking your assets as punishment,” Darius declared.
All six members opposite him paled drastically.
Their legs wobbled like jelly as they lost all their willpower. Desperate, they wanted to grovel at Darius’ feet and plead for his forgiveness, but they did not do so.
Their pride stood in the way. They clung to the hope that Darius had likely made many enemies. They felt one of those enemies would try to take Darius down. An example was
Murray Hotel’s backer, Dream Investment Group, whom they figured could eventually get rid of Darius. Thus, they decided to wait for that to happen.
Little did they know how wrong they were.
Dream Investment Group would never do anything to Darius again as they knew they were no match for him. The company’s boss had also lost a competent bodyguard while trying to assassinate Darius. Although a new bodyguard was now in the picture, the company would have to postpone their attacks. until said bodyguard returned to their side.
The member who stood in front spat foul words at Darius, cursing without the slightest clue that his life was in the latter’s hands.
Darius raised his arm to look at his watch, then lowered it again. “It seems none of you bothered to investigate my background before standing here and yelling at me. If you had done a little research, you’d realize you have no authority to speak now.”
The man was still processing those words but suddenly felt cold flashes on his face.
Then, in the blink of an eye, he trembled uncontrollably. He dared not open his mouth anymore as he lay on the ground. Despite his silence, his eyes revealed how he felt at that instant.
Before Darius said a word, the man noticed the incoming official and let out hysterical yells. “Darius, how dare you mess with me? Don’t you know doing so will put you in jail? You’ve already got the money and now, you’re attacking someone less wealthy like me!”
Darius’ gaze lazily roamed over to the man. “Everything is already happening. I can go with this official and hand them your illegally obtained wealth. Or, I could add a twist to what you’re accusing me of-|’|| beat you up and pay the police some money to avoid jail time. Alternatively, I can bribe the police into letting me beat you guys up.”
The man’s face became ashen.
He thought, “There’s no denying the feasibility of Darius’ words. Everything he says makes sense, which means the chances of my survival are zero to none. Moreover, my company doesn’t have any funds for me to use as bail money! This is all Darius’ doing!”
He felt like a pair of invisible hands were suffocating him then. Even if it was just his imagination, he still could not breathe well.
He lay on the ground, relaxed his every muscle, and hoped he would eventually stop breathing. Thus he won’t need to face a difficult life of debt and imprisonment.
It was clear that he would not have such a chance.
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