The First Heir

Bowen’s participation in the underground chamber of commerce back then was still vivid in their minds!

That was the big boss recognized by the entire South River District, Riverdale, and the surrounding small areas. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was the unofficial leader of the entire southern region.

Back then, he was full of spirits, and wherever he went, he was respected as Master Bowen.

Peter totally panicked and his knees went weak.

F*ck!

Was he not supposed to meet his benefactor?

Where was that person?

Was that a benefactor or a jinx?!

Peter felt like he was about to die.

On all levels inside the building, the prominent figures displayed different looks. They did not expect the other party’s trump card to be Bowen Roy!

He was back! This session of the underground chamber of commerce would be full of surprises!

Ken’s expression was the gloomiest. He had been preparing for a long time. After Bowen’s incident back then, he had rushed to catch up and consolidated his position in the South River District!

Although he still had less than one-tenth of Bowen’s territory back then, it was also enough for him to be proud.

Now, it seemed that the situation was out of control!

window on the seventh floor, a young man less than 30 years old with a tough and resolute face was drinking coffee while dressed in clean casual clothes. He was watching the movements on the ground floor with the corners of his mouth showing a faint sneer. His

the

the fourth-largest force in the South River District—a new force with great

a call from

beautiful female assistant was holding the phone in both hands, handing it to Moses

took it without looking back and asked with a low magnetic

chamber of commerce is over, I want you to return and inherit the

other end of the phone

“Okay, I understand.”

“Old Master, guess who

“Who?”

the Clarke family, Philip Clarke,” Moses said, a warlike smile appearing on

I see. You should return quickly. The plan is about to

the other end of the phone

the people downstairs, turned to his

“Yes, Young Master.”

respectfully, then turned around while stepping on

at the man standing under the black

had

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to Philip’s side. He glanced at Bowen beside him indifferently

monstrous hatred stared at Cecil as he said, “Cecil Dane, it’s been

body stiffened because of his nervous emotions. He then roared, saying, “Bowen Roy! You shouldn’t have come out! I knew that I should’ve let someone

regretted that he did not destroy the grass at