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?”

was shining a white light on the sofa.

as he quickly held the phone up. “Hello, Uncle, why are you…” He was really dumbstruck. Waves of chill seeped out of his skin

interrupted him furiously on the other end. “Jeffrey Scott, I don’t care how you have offended Mr. Clarke, but apologize to him this instant!

his words of command made it

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

“What do you mean

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

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

Why would he apologize? That call earlier seemed to have been from his uncle, Professor Turner. A call to the boy toy? Oh gosh! Just who was this Philip Clarke? For the medical magnate, Henry Turner, to call him personally and

apologize so fearfully to a young man made him anxious! It made him frightened! Drogo’s heart trembled as sweat

Philip, glaring at Drogo with dark eyes. “Drogo,

hesitation, Drogo immediately fell to his knees in front