The First Heir

Houston was in a bad mood today because he got chewed out by his father last night.

It was because of the company. The Wallis family was pushing them hard.

He finally got in touch with South River District’s pharmaceutical mogul—the Anderson family. However, that fool Philip messed it up.

Therefore, Houston was angry and pulled a long face.

From a distance, he saw the commotion at the company’s entrance and immediately frowned.

“What’s this? What’s this? What’s all the commotion!”

Houston pointed his finger at Four and the gang while yelling, “Who are you? Why are you dressed like this?”

Four only gave Houston a cold glance and ignored him.

Houston’s expression sunk. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Philip standing at the side. He asked in a deep voice, “What are you doing here?”

“Why can’t I be here?”

Philip retorted, grinning.

Houston snorted and did not want to talk to him. He turned around and pointed angrily at Four and the gang as he asked, “Who are you people? Who sent you here? What kind of crap are you wearing? This is Beacon, not a place to humiliate yourselves by dancing!”

Four frowned, took a look at Houston, and knew he was not to be taken lightly. However, Four was not some punching bag. He retorted, “Who are you?”

am I? If you don’t even know me, what are you

“We’re here to work!”

Four replied very seriously.

“Work? What work?”

coming to work at Beacon? You think we’re a shelter and would

he said this, which clearly meant that

behind him were also enraged. Some

he stopped them. He knew that Brother Clarke was right in front of them, and without Brother Clarke saying a word, he could not do

chin up. It was as if working as a security

so funny. Brother Clarke? Security

at Four’s clothes, pointed at Philip, and said, “Him? You call him Brother Clarke? I can get rid of him if I want

frowned. He hated Houston’s sarcastic tone of

you insult

and grabbed Houston by the collar like picking up

was all right to scold him, but not

surrounded by Four and

What are

by so many people all of a sudden and the

want to make a big deal out of it, but Houston’s words

of Beacon Pharmaceutical, and the other was Four, his brother. After weighing the pros and cons,

was already in a bad mood. He was also freaked out by the unruly mob and was immediately on the verge

and said, “You filth! Do you know how expensive my suit

furious and swore sharply. What he said was so abusive that it hurt

and had been on the streets with a

knew what it was like to be a hot-blooded