“But make sure you remember my surname—Gillette!”

Darius raised an eyebrow at his words. Then, he bowed his head and lowered his eyes to the ground. It didn’t conceal his laughter, though. The board member in his fifties glared daggers at him—he was a shareholder of the Gillette Group, and it was his main source of income.

Now, however, Darius had ruined everything. No one would allow such a person to continue appearing before themselves.

The board member in his fifties looked at Darius with unbridled hatred, but Darius merely shrugged and smiled. Instead of making him look more approachable, it only made him seem inexplicably colder and crueler, and none dared look at him aside from the dark-suited board member who was still on the ground and the board member in his fifties.

The dark-suited board member was still under Darius’ foot, so he had no choice but to look at Darius. Seeing him up close made the man’s heart tremble, but at the same time, he was relieved that Darius wasn’t wa