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!”

actually had the power to help Nigel take over Cloudside in one

circle and underground leaders who had been waiting for this

went far

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

I don’t think they’ve arrived yet. Moreover, my people in Country R also sent word that none of the towns on the border have found that

of people at the entrance of the city and said, “You kicked up

did not like being in the limelight, so he explained, “I couldn’t help it. My every move in Cloudside is watched by others. They just

bring your people back too,” Philip said before

three steps back, turned around, and waved to his

Lambert family’s bodyguards separated the crowd, leaving a huge pathway for

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

high beams zoomed past one

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

did not even

head to

let’s

dozen luxury cars all started

to the Lambert family’s mansion was full

Maserati, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls-Royce…

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