The First Heir

Chapter 449

Titus’ voice was rough and boorish. The customers and salespeople in the shop all shut up from fear.

When they looked over at the door, they saw that it was Master Berkshire!

However, Titus’ face looked pale. His face was covered in cold sweat as he glanced at Philip who had a cold expression on his face. Immediately, his heart sank.

“Sir!”

More than then salespeople addressed him respectfully and went back to their work stations.

Master Berkshire was a well-known penny-pincher. He had a lot of tricks up his sleeves when it came to reducing his employee’s wages.

If he caught them slacking off, the salespeople’s salary this month would be reduced by half.

“Dad, why are you here?”

Colton did not know what was going to happen. He walked over with a grin on his face.

Slap!

Titus slapped him on the face heavily. He did not hold back.

Everyone was shocked. They did not even dare to breathe loudly.

What was going on?

Master Berkshire slapped his son the moment he came here. What were they playing?

He clutched his red and swollen face before yelling, “Dad, are you insane? Why did

You rascal, you’re

his son, he would have chopped him into pieces.

“Apologize? To him?”

his voice. “Dad, are you a dotard? You’re asking me to

to kill me with anger! If I don’t kill you today, my name’s not Titus

to slap Colton again,

close to Master Berkshire. They had gone to hotels together a few times,

Sir, please don’t be mad. Young Master Berkshire didn’t do

do anything wrong? He’s going to

I’m so sorry. Colton’s just a kid. You’re a

are you apologizing to

apologizing to a loser who depended on his woman. “He came in to buy something and doesn’t have the money for it. It’s good enough

“Shut up!”

mad that his liver started to hurt. His entire body was trembling from anger. Cold sweat started pouring out

bad temper.

flatly. His voice was like a knife made

Titus. His memory was good, and that man looked like one

a coincidence. This shop was

Thud!

on the

Yes, he was kneeling.

Philip in front of everyone. He kept wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead. His hands were also trembling

yelled, “What are you

Colton and

Clarke, Mr. Clarke, it’s all my fault. I’m apologizing to you on behalf of my

is compensation from me to you. It’s

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