The First Heir

That night, all three generations of Jensen family members arrived in Doverton.

The temperature in Doverton tonight was exceptionally cold.

The entire city was basked in a stern chill!

Tundra Villa, Doverton. After the death of Old Master Jensen, his body was transported here. With just a memorial shrine, everything was very simple!

The Jensen family members poured in from Uppercreek and the capital city, all dressed in plain clothes.

To avoid unnecessary trouble and speculation from the outside world, all members of the Jensen family were given secret orders—no one was allowed to dress for mourning!

One after another, ordinary cars stopped at the entrance of the villa.

The current head of the Jensen family, Crawford Jensen, was the first to arrive at Tundra Villa along with his three sons and two grandsons.

After entering the manor and verifying his identity, Crawford, with a face full of seriousness, hurriedly led his family to the main hall of the manor to pay homage to the old master.

He needed to be here. As the eldest son, he had to receive the guests who were on their way here.

Jensen’s death was also notified to some of his close friends

stood in front of the memorial shrine

the main hall, the

the legendary Seven

aren’t you kneeling

the main hall, a rebellious male voice was

family, Crawford’s eldest grandson, had an angry chill on his face. He

front of his great-grandfather’s shrine with

and saw seven or eight people hastily stepping in through the

the patriarch of the Jensen family, Crawford Jensen, laid eyes on Philip, he immediately turned his head to reprimand his

saying that, Crawford hurriedly stepped forward, wanting

Philip shook

respects to the old master. He then led the rest of the descendants

hiding behind Crawford. He was only in

aren’t you going to apologize to Young Master Clarke?” Crawford turned

and bent

this trivial matter. “Tonight, your Jensen family calls the shots.

“Yes, Young Master Clarke.”

into the hall,