Invincible Heir

Hearing Baron’s words, Jerome flew into a rage.

He slammed his hand down on the tea table and sprang to his feet.

At the same time, the bodyguard behind him drew a Colt from his suit instantly, levelling the black hole of the muzzle straight at Baron’s head.

“Don’t push it, kid. If you spent one hundred million to buy up the Domom SPA, I’ll give you two hundred million.”

Jerome’s eyes were bloodshot as he yelled.

He knew better than anyone how crucial the Domom was to the Wilson family. More importantly, the head of the Wilson family had grown dubious of his ability over this incident.

Although he’d already been named the successor to the head of the family, before he actually got there, he could lose the position of heir at any time.

So even if he had to take a loss of one hundred million, he needed Domom back.

Baron’s eyes narrowed, and he kept up his calm appearance as he leant back on the sofa and smiled, “Mr. Wilson, are you trying to force the deal?”

The mansion before, the spa now. The person was different, but the methods were the same.

“All right, Baron. What’ll it take for you to sell me the Domom?”

Jerome took a few deep breaths, trying his best to tamp down on his anger.

Baron, eyes still narrowed, said, “It’s not impossible to give you the Domom, Mr. Wilson. If you’ll do one thing for me, I could even give it to you for free.”

Baron’s sudden change of mind when he’d been refusing outright just seconds earlier put Jerome on guard.

“What do you need me to do?” Jerome asked, his expression icy.

“I’ve got an eye on the business that goes on in the Domom. If you’ll introduce your partners to me, I’ll give the spa to you for free. How’s that?” Baron’s eyes glinted sharply as he stared down Jerome.

Jerome’s eyes registered shock, but he still acted as if he didn’t understand, frowning. “Isn’t the Domom just a bathhouse? I don’t have any partners.”

“You’re a clever guy, Mr. Wilson, but I’m not stupid either. You know what business I’m talking about,” Baron laughed.

He’d intended to leave this to the authorities and stay out of it himself, but now that he had the chance to destroy that organization, it would be worth his upbringing in Pola.

Jerome lapsed into silence, finally confirming that Baron already knew what was up with the Domom.

After a long while, he said, “Put it away!”

the Colt, still keeping a close

important this business is. If I introduced my partners to you, wouldn’t I just

as he said, “Don’t worry.

a deep suck, and puffed out a cloud of smoke as he

Domom, which means I control the

you have not decided by ten o’clock tomorrow morning, you don’t need to come back

He rose to leave.

gun again and pointed it once

weren’t his specialty. Quite the opposite, he was

gun because he’d felt an immense pressure from Baron. If it really came down to close combat, he couldn’t guarantee Jerome’s

through Baron’s eyes. “I advise you to put that toy

really think I invited you over

“You didn’t?”

Baron mocked.

low.

his

you’re not going to let me go, Mr. Wilson?” Baron

you think you are? Giving

flared up, snarling, “If you don’t give me an

lapdog and his piece

said, stepping towards

“Scrap metal?”

maniacally. “Looks like you’re

“Don’t move!”

aiming at Baron’s head as he

Whoosh.

flickered, and the bodyguard’s eyes widened. He couldn’t get a bead on Baron

Wham.

later, Baron’s hand was already on Jerome’s head, slamming it onto the

the

had completely broken, and a moan of pain sounded from the

eight brutes outside

“Boss!”

that, everyone was

lull,

was white, his hand shaking as he