The First Heir

“Since Mr. Clarke isn’t here, I won’t disturb you any longer. Please have a great time.” Javier had come so suddenly and left after delivering gifts, leaving the crowd shocked.

Charles coughed with the card still in his hand and asked, “Does any of you know this Mr. Clarke?”

Everyone shook their heads. A figure powerful enough to have the owner of Virtuous Court personally bring over delicious food and great wine was not someone they could be acquainted with their lowly status.

“Could it be Philip Clarke?”

No one knew who had said this for fun, but the whole room burst into laughter.

“Stop joking, how could it be that trash? If it were him, I’d eat these wine bottles.”

“Other than having the same last name, what else does our cousin brother-in-law have to show for?”

A few of the youngsters were mocking without reserve.

Wynn found it hard to bear, so she scolded furiously, “That’s enough! What are you guys saying? He is still your cousin brother-in-law no matter what!”

few of the youngsters cocked up their eyebrows

and asked everyone to stop making

now extremely envious of

man, how could you? You know such a

First, it’s a treasured painting. Now, there’s a

a king’s drink, waiting to be tasted.” Charles felt it a waste to consume them all now, so he kept one bottle and opened the other. The others did not say anything because being able to have one taste of those liquors was enough to last them

boss behind the art gallery has ‘Clarke’ as the last name. Could he have known that it was your birthday today, that’s why he

gallery was named ‘Clarke’. Although he had never met him before, the secretary who liaised

and said, “Addy, you have to

able to be held in

people have the same last name but they work as a delivery man,” Lynn spoke up at an inappropriate time,

of her drink, and then stood up. “Dad,

knew that it would just be torture for his daughter to keep staying here, so he waved to allow her to leave. The distance between his daughter and himself had grown a lot in the past two years. This was

get back? Remember not to scold our cousin brother-in-law,” Lynn continued to mock. “His gift was quite nice, although it’s a

the door when she heard this. She clenched

soon as she left, the group started