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?”

phone that was shining a white light on the sofa. “Jeffrey Scott! What are you saying? Do you mean that even

sweat was pouring as he quickly held the phone up. “Hello, Uncle, why are you…” He was really dumbstruck.

interrupted him furiously on the other end. “Jeffrey Scott, I don’t care how you have offended

made it hard

brat?” Jeffrey still could not believe this as

“What do you mean stupid brat? He’s Mr. Clarke! How dare you be so disrespectful! Kneel and beg for Mr. Clarke’s forgiveness

He lifted his head.

being ignorant, I deserved to be punished! I apologize for my rashness

apologize? That call earlier seemed to have been from his uncle, Professor

for Drogo, to see his backer that he had been relying on apologize so fearfully to a young man made him anxious! It made him frightened! Drogo’s heart trembled as sweat started pouring down like a waterfall.

standing beside Philip, glaring at Drogo with dark eyes. “Drogo, I’ve already told

ounce of hesitation, Drogo immediately fell to his knees in