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

and underground leaders

far beyond

of the car, looking respectfully at Philip. Philip asked

think they’ve arrived yet. Moreover, my people in Country R also sent

that, Philip furrowed his brows. He looked at the crowd of people at the entrance of the city and

being 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

I’ll go directly to the Lambert family’s mansion. You can bring your people back too,” Philip said

turned around, and waved to his men

the Lambert family’s bodyguards separated the crowd, leaving a

the very front was naturally a car arranged by Nigel that had its

the cars with high beams zoomed past one

the convoy left that the big bosses

did not even get down from

head to

right, let’s go

a dozen 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…

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