The Consortium's Heir novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223

"Don't worry, Mr. Reid. I'll settle this."

Darius nodded, then closed his eyes and fell silent.

Viktor was terrified. He cried, "Darius, let me go this once, please! I didn’t do anything-I didn't even speak to the woman! I merely agreed with what Lyon said."

Lyon's eyes bulged. He spat on the ground and growled, "If you had the least bit of shame, you wouldn't have said that. When we came across situations like this in the past, it's not like you didn’t get anything out of them. Now that the shit has hit the fan, you're pushing all the blame on me so that this dude will vent his anger on me. I'm not going to take this lying down, and you'll pay the price for what you've done!"

His tone was resolute and firm. It made Viktor's face turn ghostly pale.

Darius’ gaze traveled between the two of them. Then, he narrowed his eyes, seemingly having understood something. He took a deep breath before putting his hands behind his back and walking into the hotel.

Edward followed him while dragging Lyon along by the collar. Lyon didn't seem fazed, though. "Hey, brat. I bet you're not from here. If you were, you wouldn't be treating me like this. Do you know why? Because my uncle's Wilson Gillette, the founder of Gillette Group!" He said this confidently, even trying his best to hold his head high.

Darius stopped and turned to look at him. "So, your name's Lyon Gillette?"

Lyon looked proud. ‘Yes, that’s right. I suppose that means you're not as ignorant as you look. So, you should get on your knees, apologize, and beg me to forgive you. Say that you'll do anything to make it up to me, or I'll do whatever I can to make your life a living hell. You don't want to end up as a pile of bones frozen by the roadside, do you?"

Darius sized him up. His hat was crooked because of the punch Darius had given him earlier, but he still looked unbelievably pleased with himself. This reminded Darius of the first time he’d gone out looking for a job when he was fourteen.