The First Heir

The sky was terrifyingly gloomy.

The wind started blowing from all around. Thunder started clapping above their heads.

It was pouring, and one by one, the cars drove out of Riverdale. They had started a long-range raid from afar.

The storm had arrived at the South River District.

Crash!

A sudden clap of thunder flashed across the sky. It was also pouring in Jay Drago’s courtyard house. The atmosphere in his house looked solemn and somber.

Jay Drago’s place was a typical Chinese courtyard house with two floors both inside and outside. The walls and tiles were black, and it was the typical architecture layout from the Qing Dynasty. It was square, and in the middle, there was a patio. One could watch the sky and the stars over there.

At the center of the veranda was a Chinese ancient bronze cauldron.

Right now, it was filled with rainwater. The rain poured into the cauldron, making a sound that sounded like frying beans.

Jay was in the middle hall of the inner courtyard. He was in a blindfold as he was playing hide-and-seek with a few ladies.

“Stop running, my little beauties. I’m coming!”

At this moment, hurried footsteps from the veranda reverberated throughout the inner courtyard.

Crash!

Another sudden clap of thunder flashed across the sky coincidentally. It turned the dark sky as bright as day.

black suit was standing respectfully at the entrance of the middle hall of the inner courtyard. He was standing

the middle hall, Jay was still indulging in

Five minutes later!

Splash! Splash!

into puddles

there were four people at

had been waiting for

them dared

that someone had once been chopped into eight pieces because

Jay finally lost interest. He put on his underpants and a white velvet windbreaker. Then, he walked out of the door and looked at his men who were standing in the rain. He pushed the few women in front of them and

four men lowered their heads. They did not dare to look. They answered at the

the president of the

in the

was an

devious. If someone crossed him, he would murder

lip. He had lost interest. Then, he poured some wine into the curve of the collarbone of one of the sexy women. He took a big slurp. He guffawed. “Tell me, what happened? Why do you

something has happened to Master

his men lowered his

furrowed his brows and asked, “What can happen to that guy? Would someone dare to disrespect

went to Riverdale with his men and got himself

The man continued.

“Riverdale? Theo Zander?”

glass. He shouted,

of the men who looked like they were trying to say something, Jay roared,

our gathering place is being watched by the