The First Heir

Theo quickly said, “I’ll be there right away, Mr. Clarke.”

Once he hung up, Theo took a sharp intake of breath. He was somewhat nervous and even a bit panicked.

Did Nino Gil get on Mr. Clarke’s bad side?

Well, he had it coming!

Over the years, Theo had long since gotten fed up with Nino. The latter was too meddlesome for his own good.

Besides, Nino had grown unhappy with his lot too. He was already pulling all sorts of strings in secret to mess with Theo’s territory.

Theo just let it slide so far because both of them came from equally powerful backgrounds. Any wars between them should be fought in secret, or so Theo thought.

Today, though, Nino had clearly poked the hornets’ nest.

In that case, Theo figured, why not give him an extra push for good measure? That way, he could put an end to Nino for good.

With that in mind, Theo immediately made a phone call.

In the blink of an eye, at least a dozen people leaped to action as a result of that call!

All of them were Theo’s closest aides!

It would be fair to say that right here and now, Theo had mobilized all of his underground forces in Riverdale.

All of his men received the same order, just the one. Surround Nino Gil’s territory and await the cue!

crack troops had been waiting for this day for far

butting heads with Gil’s El Ninos, but they never dreamed that Theo would suddenly declare

why are you launching an attack

coldly. “Nino ticked Mr. Clarke off, so Mr.

glanced at Tiger, who was looking quite solemn. “What’s the

afraid. He was

I mean, that’s the great Nino Gil, Master

is capable of.” Theo patted Tiger’s shoulder and burst out laughing before he

the Riverdale underground scene was

for Philip Clarke, he stood by perfectly calmly after he made that call, watching

Master

must have lost

would dare to eliminate Master Nino from

Zander would not dare to make

more powerful

me, I can’t believe anyone has the balls to say something like that to

their jeers and laughter filling

the face of their boos and hisses,

guys thought too highly of themselves. What they did not know was

off. He did not want to pick any fights,

Riverdale is my territory,

coldly, his expression distant and cool

this plain-looking fellow dared to speak to

was why he was certain that the punk had a protector of some kind.

least bit worried. Could the punk’s support