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!”

to help Nigel take over

business circle and underground leaders who had been waiting for this scene expressed their utmost shock at this

scene went far beyond

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

arrived yet. Moreover, my people in Country

at the crowd of people at the entrance of the city and said,

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

mansion. You can bring your

took three steps back, turned around, and waved to his men at the entrance to

a

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

beams zoomed past one after

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

did not even get down from

head to the

let’s go

all started their engines and rushed to

to the Lambert family’s

Maserati, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls-Royce…

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