Chapter 702 The Black-Robed Person##Byron was stunned. He didn't even see how Darius had come to stand before him, and he gaped at him. Darius smiled and patted him on the shoulder. Then, he whispered, "Don't be scared. I'm sure you've already prepared yourself for this." He tightened his grip on Byron's shoulder, making him cry in pain.The black-robed person had just caught himself. He swiveled to look at Byron when he heard his cry, and his eyes widened. He knew Darius was powerful, but this was out of his expectations. Now he knew why he'd been warned before coming here—neither he nor his organization was a match for Darius. He parted his lips to plead on Byron's behalf—despite their differences, Byron had hired him and given him a chance to meet Darius. Ultimately, he didn't say anything when he saw the frostiness in Darius' eyes. The black-robed person had never seen such a scary gaze before and was at a loss. Anyway, the opportunity was gone. Byron had already fainted.On the

Wade's smile faded, and he gulped. "Why are you looking at me like that? I don't think I've done anything wrong—I told you everything you wanted to know. If you continue looking at me like that, I…I'll…" He stammered for a while but couldn't finish his sentence.Darius said, "If you can't think of what to say, you can remain silent." He straightened up, dusted himself off, then turned to look at Byron, who was curled up in a corner and praying no one would notice him. He rolled his eyes and turned back to Wade. Wasn't Wade the heir to a wealthy family? What would he need money for? Was he innocent and naive enough to be tricked into coming to this place? "I'm glad to have met you, but I don't think you're cut out for this."Wade's eyes turned red. "But I want to leave this basement with you."Darius sighed. As he tried to think of something to brush Wade off, Byron scrambled to his feet and dashed toward Darius, crying, "I want to leave with you as well!" He fell to the ground at Dari

Arching a brow, Darius said, "Your biological father was a good friend of my dad. Byron wanted to threaten your father into keeping hush about the real reason behind my dad's death, so he stole you. That way, he could force your father to do as he pleased. Your father has been miserable all these years because he watched you get harmed emotionally and couldn't avenge his friend's unjust death."Stephen lay on the ground, his eyes trembling with many emotions.The inner corners of Darius' brows briefly raised in surprise as he couldn't understand the former's reaction. According to his investigation, Stephen had performed many horrible crimes. That led everyone to believe Stephen wasn't a good man. However, now that things were going down, Darius suddenly felt like his research was far from the truth. Glancing at Stephen, he cleared his throat and spoke more sternly than before. "Okay, I've already informed you of your past. You should know that your biological father is an excellent

A doubtful hum came from Hansley's end of the call. Likewise, he shook his head merrily and said, "I disagree. After all, I haven't felt happiness for many years since your dad died."Darius didn't waste any time on that topic; instead, he got straight to the point. "I found your son."That was when a loud thud sounded. As silence took over the call, Darius knew Hansley had gotten so shocked to the point that he'd dropped his phone. Nevertheless, he continued frankly, "Don't worry about rushing here. Your son will stay with me until you arrive."After saying that, he hung up, placed both hands in his pockets, and calmly walked ahead. At the same time, he turned to look at Stephen, saying, "I suggest you leave this place with me now. Otherwise, the police will likely arrest you when they get here."Stephen was quick to get off the ground. He ignored his body's burning pain that prevented him from moving too much. Not once had Stephen wanted something so desperately as now; Stephen want

"Hmm. It seems like Byron has no clue about it. Then again, perhaps the intel he received differs from what Grandpa and I know. Byron believes Borisin is dead—meaning his informant must've told him that at the time. Yet, Byron's reaction gives me another angle of examining the situation; he should've been pleased to know Borisin's alive, and his smile should be sincere. However, Byron looks terrified instead of emotional or delighted," Darius mused with his arms crossed. "Indeed, something about Byron doesn't seem right. Still, it's crystal clear that I won't get an answer as to why. After all, Byron and Borisin will never tell me what happened between them. I suppose there's no use wasting more time on these two."With that, Darius dusted his shoulders, crossed his arms again, and leisurely strolled out of the basement. He knew the best way of getting answers was to ask his grandfather. Before Darius could set foot outside of the basement door, a series of anxious footsteps neared hi