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?”

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

“We’re here to work!”

Four replied very seriously.

“Work? What work?”

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

said this, which clearly meant

The brothers behind him were also enraged. Some could not

and without Brother Clarke saying a word, he could not do anything but hold in the anger. He said, “Brother Clarke told us to report for duty today. We’re

chin up. It was as if

funny. Brother Clarke? Security

at Four’s clothes, pointed at Philip, and said, “Him? You call him Brother Clarke?

Houston’s sarcastic

insult

and grabbed Houston by

scold him, but

by Four

What are you

so many people all of

to make a big deal out of it, but Houston’s words hurt Four and

Four, his brother. After weighing the pros and cons, Philip beckoned Four to let go and said with a

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

“You filth! Do you know how expensive my suit is? Your wretched lives can’t even pay for it! Lowlifes like you want to be Beacon’s security guards? Did I say yes? Who allowed you to come here? Bastards!

and swore sharply. What he said

had a proper job and had been on the streets with a gang of

knew what it was like to be a