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?”

Branson, but most of the local tycoons present at the scene were expressing

found was nothing

he really think he

he

man, the sky is limitless. I strongly advise you to leave immediately. The water in this underground

boss mocked him

were waiting for a

Mr. Clarke was really playing hard at

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

he think he

A zillionaire?

Ludicrous!

just kept his phone and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at 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

the same time

brightly lit mansion was a European-style villa covering

empty green space

extravagance in Sunnyglen as well as his

At this moment, however…