The First Heir

“Oh, he’s not really a wimp. He’s just too good to Wynn and prioritizes her. We made the right move this time and struck where it hurts the most!”

Martin laughed as he spoke, his face full of triumph. “By the way, Martin, how are we going to deal with those business partners?” Bernard asked.

With two beauties in his arms, Martin said with a smile, “No rush. Let Russell Carl and Jacky Cullen handle them.”

“Russell Carl and Jacky Cullen?” Bernard was full of doubts and said, “Martin, these two are rivals yet you’re actually letting them handle this? Aren’t you looking for trouble? No way, I need to personally watch over things.”

“That’s enough. Bernard, just think about it. Since these two are rivals, it stands to reason that they won’t be able to tolerate each other and will certainly do their best to get the credit. Moreover, it’s also mutual supervision. If someone does something wrong, do you think the other person will let him off?” Martin said with a smile.

This was something he had learned from management books. Putting two rivals together would surprisingly produce twice the result with half the effort.

Bernard was momentarily stunned until he figured it out. He gave Martin a thumbs up and said, “Martin, you’re still the brilliant one.”

said, “Now, we wait and see what happens. We wait for Philip to come to our

saying that, the two brothers looked at each other and laughed. The entire suite echoed with their sound of laughter,

call from Rick Davenport. The voice on the other end of the phone was a little somber as he said, “Young Master, I’ve looked into it.

his face gradually froze as he said, “Do something

Cloudside and it’ll take one

and forth in the living room alone with his hands behind his back. That information was

turn and he needed

thinking about it, Philip quickly dialed Wynn’s number and took a deep breath. When the call

miss you

just kicking me all the time.

and said, “It’s normal

the way, why are you calling me?”