The First Heir

Branson sneered, his eyes full of grim coldness, “Young man, you’re the first person who dares to say this to me. I want to see what’s going to happen to me!”

As his voice fell, Philip had already taken out his mobile phone.

At this scene, people looked at him incredulously.

Everyone sneered. This so-called Mr. Clarke of Riverdale was not going to call for help, right?

If he wanted to fight with the number of people, no one here would fall short.

However, Philip continued to dial a number and said indifferently, “How are things going?”

On the phone, a respectful male voice replied, “Young Master Clarke, everything is ready.”

“Branson Wood of Sunnyglen, deal with this first. In five minutes, make all his properties go bankrupt. In ten minutes, make him collapse. Anyone standing behind him, dig out all their information and hand it over to the relevant units!”

Philip ordered before hanging up the phone.

Branson laughed sarcastically, looked at Philip, and shouted, “Boy, there’s a limit to being pretentious! You want to take me down in ten minutes? Dream on! Do you know how many people are standing behind me? Do you really think you can make me collapse with just a word or two?”

the local tycoons present at the scene

Theo found was nothing

really think he

just because he had a little money

is limitless. I strongly advise you to leave immediately. The water in this underground

mocked him

were

Mr. Clarke was really

minutes to bring Branson Wood down? Even Shawn Hane sitting over there did not possess that kind

did he

A zillionaire?

Ludicrous!

Branson and the others indifferently. He raised his hand, glanced at the plain Rolex on his wrist, and said, “Don’t be impatient. We have nine minutes

the same time in

a European-style villa covering an

gardens, lawns, swimming pools, and even an empty green space in the backyard, which was

clearly displayed Branson’s extravagance in Sunnyglen as

At this moment, however…