The First Heir

A loud, booming voice was heard from the other end of the line, containing a trace of melancholiness.

“Bob, what has happened for you to call me this late at night? This is very unlike you.”

Desmond Fargo was currently at home in his study room, looking at the following day’s work minutes. He was wearing reading glasses, and his hair was white at his temples.

He carried the aura of someone who had been in an official position for a long time. His actions and demeanor were both stoic and resolute.

Bob Yates was a good friend of his for many years. In the past, both of them were often seen hand-in-hand, achieving numerous accomplishments in the system together.

Even though Bob had retired early, he still had a strong influence. That was especially true when it came to many students.

Bob flicked a glance at the nonchalant Philip and said, “Desmond, my son Samson is facing some problems in his company. The tax officers got to him and said there are problems with his books. Please help me suppress them. Also, please talk to Jeffrey for me. The Industry and Commerce Bureau said that the goods that were sold by Samson’s company, the Seafare Trading were fakes. Please do me a favor and talk to these two departments. You’re more familiar with them.”

Although Bob was getting on in years, he was still very articulate; his words were very concise.

He knew very well that if he wanted to save Samson, he had to step forward and contact his old friends.

Most importantly, Desmond was still in the system, and his words carried a certain amount of weight.

“Problems in Samson’s company? Hasn’t it been doing well all this while? Why so sudden?” Desmond sat up straight and took off his reading glasses. His expression was full of astonishment.

It was impossible to say that he had not benefited from Samson over the years.

As a junior, respecting one’s elders was beyond reproach.

However, many times, the sum involved was huge.

Therefore, Desmond was well aware that if Samson got into trouble, he would not be able to escape scotfree either.

“Samson’s son, Eric, has offended some people. Consequently, the other party is attacking Samson’s company. Okay, you don’t have to worry about anything else. Just help me deal with the two parties I mentioned just now.” Bob was beginning to become anxious. He still had to contact other people.

my… wait! Who are you

a sudden, a shout was heard from the other end

received monetary benefits and being involved in power-for-money deals. You are

Bob

Desmond, what happened? Who barged into

a middle-aged man that had a trace of amusement within it was heard, “Bob Yates, I’m sorry to inform you that this

Click!

a panic. After recovering, he hurriedly dialed Peter’s number. “Hello, Peter, did something happen? Desmond

the two bureaus are waiting for me by the door. You must save me!” Peter’s cry for help was

in cold sweat when he heard

many years and was responsible for facilitating the Yates family’s actions. That was especially true for the deals they were to make in the

the system for the same purpose. However, Peter had

planned for it all his life, yet

the Yates family’s

Peter had been apprehended, and

sweat as his hands

this moment, he finally understood what Philip meant by the taste of

Bob endured the tremors in

at his phone, and said,

Ted?!

hurriedly called his favorite grandson to warn him

could dial Ted’s number, his phone

It was from Ted!

His face paled, and he was afraid that the call would bring bad

set in stone. Whether you find out sooner

the phone, “Grandpa, there’s trouble! There’s a problem with the oasis development project that’s happening south of Riverdale. The contract went wrong and the entire project

Six hundred million!

all

total of one billion in property and another one billion in terms of investments. They had a total of two

they suffered