The First Heir

Henry had just come out of the airport with a medical team formed by a group of stern and meticulous doctors as they followed behind him. If this scene was noticed by someone who knew the industry, they would definitely be shocked! The infamous medical team from Turner’s Hospital! They were not number one, but the only one!

“Henry Turner?” Philip let out a cold laugh as his gaze fell on Jeffrey. “You should ask your nephew if he would let me meet you.”

Nephew? Could it be Jeffrey?

Henry seemed to have realized in an instant and quickly answered respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, there must be some sort of misunderstanding going on. Please pass the phone to Jeffrey, I’ll talk to him.”

Philip mildly raised an eyebrow but tossed the phone to Jeffrey who was sitting on the sofa. “Your uncle’s looking for you.”

Uncle? Jeffrey burst into anger and slammed a hand onto the table. “Bullsh*t! Why would my uncle call you?”

a furious reproach sounded from the phone that was shining a white light on the sofa. “Jeffrey Scott! What are you saying? Do you mean that even I can’t hold

Uncle, why are you…” He was really dumbstruck. Waves of chill seeped

care how you have

of command made it hard for Jeffrey

stupid brat?” Jeffrey still could not believe this as he attempted

team, entered their prearranged Audi A8 L. “What do you mean stupid brat? He’s Mr. Clarke! How dare you be so disrespectful! Kneel and beg for Mr. Clarke’s

gave up completely. His uncle was really mad with anger! How had things turned out like this? He lifted his head. The sweat on

humble himself and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Clarke, I was being ignorant,

Why would he apologize? That call

so fearfully to a young man made him anxious! It made him frightened! Drogo’s

Anna had already broken free and were now standing beside Philip, glaring at Drogo with dark

Without an ounce of hesitation, Drogo immediately fell to