The First Heir

For a while, Jackson and the two security guards were afraid to speak. They only looked at Philip suspiciously and uneasily.

How could this be possible?

How could this hillbilly, with his unremarkable appearance, be the guest of honor?

All the guests entering the venue were escorted by luxury cars, and even the rich second-generation would drive over in person.

As a VIP, he should at least have a Roll-Royce to send him here, right?

“President, is there a misunderstanding? How could this guy be a VIP? Just look at him. Which part of him looks like a VIP? He looks more like a penniless loafer.”

Jackson could not believe the scene before his eyes.

The other two security guards were quick to agree. “Yes, how could he be a VIP? Just now, this guy was kicked out because he insulted the girl group, Flame Girls. Many people at the scene can testify.”

When Jackson heard this, he immediately glared at the fat security guard and shouted, “Why didn’t you say it earlier?!”

his head and looked at Jonas with a smile on his face before pointing at the calm Philip angrily. He shouted, “President, you heard that clearly. This guy is a rogue, definitely not

to make a

his head

What did you say? A rascal like you dares to scold me? If it

shouted angrily, anger

However!

furious roar sounded behind

said, Mr. Clarke is a

was livid

hell was wrong with

was already standing here and they still could

anger, Jackson was flustered. He froze

of Philip respectfully, even giving a royal bow. He said seriously and respectfully, “I’m sorry, Mr. Clarke. It was my improper arrangement that caused you to be treated unfairly. Don’t worry,

express my deepest apologies to Mr. Clarke. I hope you can forgive

corners of his eyes. He found that the latter looked

Without a doubt…