The First Heir

Wilson was now boiling with anger!

That madman blocked the new boss’ Bentley! Was he looking for trouble?

“Philip Clarke, what are you still standing there for? Get out of the way!” Wilson pointed at Philip and barked at him.

Philip had only just parked his scooter when he received another round of scolding from Wilson.

“Oh no! Philip’s done for this time. Brother Wil’s going to have a fit.”

“Ten complaint calls, and this crazy guy still has the guts to come back!”

“This will cost at least two hundred in deductions, that’s a day’s work!”

A few staff were gossiping quietly, and some others were enjoying the show. Among them were some old staff who used to work for Philip. When they saw the man reduced to the point of having to become a delivery man just like them, they started becoming more mean toward him. Philip was already used to it. Just then, Mr. Tanks glanced at Philip coldly. He looked annoyed and asked, “Manager Young, is this your staff?”

Wilson quickly answered heavy sarcasm in his tone, “Boss, you don’t come here often, so I forgot to introduce you. This is Philip Clarke, our company’s ex-owner. He’s now just a lowly delivery man here.”

Wilson deliberately emphasized the word ‘ex-owner’ as he said it with thick mockery. ‘Oh, Philip, you’ll be getting what you deserve thanks to karma, hahaha!’

Mr. Tanks’ expression darkened. He frowned and said, “Clear out that good-for-nothing so we can welcome the new owner.”

He finally remembered Philip, the sad young man who had sold him this company years ago. Unfortunately, Mr. Tanks had great wits but a short memory, so a man like Philip who was on the lower level in society never left too much of an impression.

Mr. Tanks then straightened up his suit and moved toward the Bentley with a massive smile.

Upon receiving the order, Wilson immediately assumed authority and pointed cheekily at Philip. “Philip, pack your bags and go!”

Philip rolled his eyes and stared at Wilson like an idiot before spitting a single word, “Lunatic…”

Everyone present had heard his response, and their expression turned odd.

Wilson immediately flared up. His finger was so close to poking Philip’s nose as he bellowed, “F*ck! Try saying that again!”

Philip then let out a cold laugh. “As you wish then, you lunatic! Your whole family is crazy!”

“You’re a dead man, Philip! You are now fired, and you need to reimburse the company for the losses you have made!” Wilson said through gritted teeth as he glared at Philip with widened eyes.

‘This man doesn’t know his place! He should be reminded that he’s no longer the boss of Gopher Delivery Services, but he’s so arrogant! Just wait and see how I’ll deal with you later!’

Suddenly, the Bentley’s door opened, and an elderly man with a walking stick came out with a furious expression.

“Who dares to fire him?!” The elderly man then walked past Kevin Tanks, who had come to receive him with a smile on his face, and to everyone’s surprise, stopped in front of Philip. He straightened up, bent over slightly, and lowered his head. His actions were fluid, showing great respect. “Young Master, sorry I was late,” said the old man.

was not loud, but it sounded like a

Young Master?

Everyone was stunned!

Philip Clarke suddenly become a young

out a huge laugh. “Old Mister, are you our new owner? You can stop joking around. This Philip is the lowest level of

an ordinary

and jogged over before ardently saying, “President Thomas,

However, George remained rooted to the spot, glaring coldly at Kevin and Wilson with a

How was that possible?

owner was Philip? Wilson did not believe it, and neither could

just say that you want to fire

for trouble? Don’t call me Brother Will!” Wilson roared. He

How could Philip be the new owner of the

was still staring at

are you staring at? Hand out the money now!”

wrong with me

just looking for trouble, aren’t you? I’d just be doing you a favor if I didn’t fire you for what you have just said.” Wilson stood his ground, snickering. He was the company’s manager, so he naturally had the authority to fire a

Philip leaned against his scooter with his hands stuffed in this pocket as he

not figure things out at this point,

is the company’s new

thought, cold sweat started to form on Kevin’s forehead as he looked away,

you say? You fire me?”

this Philip hit his head somewhere

standing beside Philip, shot Wilson a cold glance. “If our young master says to fire

was dark, to think that someone would have the

of him. But before he could react, Kevin had thrown a tight slap across his face and

he had believed this man and had even promoted him

a hand to his cheek, staring at

Philip Clarke is the new

was stunned at Kevin’s

body was trembling as he shouted, “Impossible! He’s already bankrupt, so how could a broke man like him be the

not as simple as you think he

at Philip, his expression faltering. He finally realized that the old man standing in front of Philip was President Thomas of Apex Group! A rich man worth billions and the wealthiest man of

onwards, you’re fired. Beat

he spoke, Wilson stood rooted

me. But, too bad for you, I’m the

was a loud thud. Wilson fell to his knees and clung onto Philip’s leg. “Mr. Clarke, I was too blind to recognize you for who you were. I was too full of myself. Please don’t fire me. Seeing that we used to be colleagues, please let me stay in the company.