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!”

power to help Nigel take over Cloudside in

and underground leaders who had been waiting for

far

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

said apologetically, “Not yet. We can’t find it anywhere in the city. I don’t think they’ve arrived yet. Moreover, my people in Country R also sent word that none

furrowed his brows. He looked at the crowd of people at the entrance of

every move in Cloudside is watched by others. They just want to see what the person whom they’ve only heard

family’s mansion. You can bring your people back too,” Philip said

and waved to his

a huge pathway for Philip’s motorcade

front was naturally a car arranged by Nigel that had its high beams on, guiding

with high beams zoomed past one

left that the big bosses on the scene suddenly came

Master Clarke did not even get down

to the

right, let’s go

than a dozen luxury cars all started their engines and rushed

before the entrance to the Lambert family’s mansion was full of

Maserati, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls-Royce…

and 40s, surrounded