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 here

“We’re here to work!”

Four replied very seriously.

“Work? What work?”

at Beacon? You think we’re a shelter and

said this, which clearly meant

were also enraged. Some could not help but almost lay a hand

of them, and without Brother Clarke saying a word, he could not do anything but hold in the anger. He said, “Brother Clarke told us

chin up. It was as if working as a security guard was an honor to

funny. Brother Clarke?

said, “Him? You call him Brother Clarke? I can get rid of him if

Houston’s

insult

Houston by the collar

scold him,

was immediately surrounded by Four and

are

so many people all of a sudden and the way

out of it, but Houston’s words hurt Four and the rest’s

was Houston, the vice-chairman of Beacon Pharmaceutical, and the other was Four, his brother. After weighing the pros and cons, Philip beckoned Four

a bad mood. He was also freaked out by

Four in the belly. Giving him a nasty kick, he pointed at his nose, and said, “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

he said was so abusive that it hurt

a proper job and had been on the streets

he knew what it was like to be a hot-blooded man and what was