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!”

the power to help Nigel

the business circle and underground leaders who had been waiting for this scene expressed their

went far beyond their

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

it anywhere in the city. I don’t think they’ve arrived yet. Moreover, my

of people at the entrance of the city and said,

in the limelight, so he explained, “I couldn’t help it. My every move in Cloudside is watched by others. They just want to see what the person whom they’ve only heard about from the

bring your people back too,” Philip said before

around, and waved to his men

leaving a huge pathway for Philip’s motorcade to

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

with high beams zoomed past one after another, driving into the

big bosses on the scene suddenly

Master Clarke did not even get down from the

head to the

right, let’s go

dozen luxury cars all started

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

Maserati, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls-Royce…

and 40s, surrounded the entrance of the Lambert