The First Heir

“My name’s Theo Zander! Now take your people with you and scram!” Theo roared. This was the first time he felt humiliated, and it even happened right in front of Mr. Clarke. Would Mr. Clarke suspect his capabilities because of this?

“Theo Zander? What’s that? I don’t know it.” Harold was a short-tempered man. He was the manager of a huge amusement park and had stayed in that high position for so many years now, so it was only natural that his temper was a little shorter. “Stop talking nonsense and quickly apologize to my son, or else, don’t even think about leaving!”

Theo Zander? Why does that sound a little familiar? Forget it! Can he be more powerful than I am? I’m the manager here, the king!

Theo was fuming with anger. With a reddened face, he pointed at Harold and roared, “Just try to even f*cking move!” Sh*t, this guy really thought he was a small fry!

“What are you standing there for? Get them! Or do you all want to get fired?” Harold bellowed at his stall.

The workers exchanged glances. What was this situation? Yet, they could not disobey because, with just one sentence from Manager Hill, they would lose their jobs.

“We’re really sorry, sirs. Or why don’t you guys apologize to Manager Hill?” A staff member forced a smile.

“Preposterous! Whoever lays a hand on Mr. Clarke means offending me, Theo Zander!” Theo shouted. He then took out his phone to make a call, sounding furious as he said, “Tiger, bring some men to the amusement park now!”

Seeing Theo calling for backup, Harold, too, wasted no time to call for his. “Get the security team over. I will see just how f*cking invincible you are!”

sides was huge. They were like two barrels of explosives, and what was left

to waste. “Mila is still in the amusement park. Get your men here to search the place. I do not wish to have my time disrupted, do

must have startled you. I’ve already

and stood quietly aside

into the tiny room. They were all holding something that looked like

on who we should take out.” The security guards’ team leader, Darius Ziegler, was standing respectfully in front of Harold, smiling brightly. This man was Harold’s

them. Grab them and beat them up first. If anything

smiled as he looked at Theo. With a wave of his

anger as he roared, “If

likes of you and that tattoo, are you pretending to be some bigshot? I think you just have the same name! Who are you trying to scare? Get you ass over here and quietly prostrate or you’ll get a taste of this electric baton.” The baton in his hand shot blue electric

Philip with

roar sounded from

shirt and

strong men pushed the few security

Can’t you see that I’m

buffed leading man, his expression changed. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he gave his brother-in-law a tight slap

a hand to his cheek,

had already hastened over to the newcomer with a big smile and