The First Heir

Whoosh!

The tires screeched across the ground, splashing rain all over the place. The cars then stopped at the entrance to the city.

Nigel immediately took the umbrella handed to him by his men, opened it with a bang, and briskly walked over to the second Mercedes.

He stood respectfully at the door of the car, bent over, and greeted, “Young Master Clarke.”

The car window rolled down, revealing a young face with a trace of indifference.

This scene appeared in everyone’s sight.

However, most people could not see the face behind the car window at all.

Due to the heavy rain and also Nigel partially blocking the view, everyone could only see a general outline.

Very young!

“Gosh, no way! How could a big shot be so young?”

“Oh my, this is crazy! He must be the young master of some hidden family!”

young man like that actually had the power to help

bosses of the business circle and underground leaders who had been waiting for

went far

door of the car, looking respectfully at Philip. Philip asked coldly, “Have

they’ve arrived yet. Moreover, my people in Country R also sent word that none

He looked at the crowd of people at the entrance of the city and said, “You kicked up such a

help it. My every move in Cloudside is

You can bring your people back too,” Philip said before the window rolled

waved to his men at

crowd, leaving a huge pathway for

was naturally a car arranged by Nigel that had its high beams on, guiding Philip’s motorcade toward the Lambert family’s

as the cars with high beams zoomed past one after another, driving into the city from the

only after the convoy left that the big bosses on the scene suddenly came back to their

Clarke did not even get down from the

head to

right, let’s

flash, more than a dozen luxury cars all

a moment before the entrance to the

Maserati, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls-Royce…

of elderly bosses, the youngest in their 30s and 40s, surrounded the entrance of the Lambert family’s