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

and underground leaders who had been

scene went far beyond

of the car, looking respectfully at Philip. Philip

city. I don’t think they’ve arrived yet. Moreover, my

He looked at the crowd of people at

couldn’t help it. My every move in Cloudside is watched

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

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

a huge pathway for Philip’s

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

beams zoomed past one after another, driving into the city

was only after the convoy left that the big bosses on the

Clarke did not even get down from the

to

right, let’s

luxury cars all started their engines and rushed to the Lambert

took just a moment before the entrance to the Lambert family’s mansion was

Maserati, Bentley, Maybach, Rolls-Royce…

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