The First Heir

When Jacky Cullen saw this scene, the corners of his eyes twitched with dissatisfaction. He finished his red wine in one big gulp.

Damn that Russell Carl for stealing the limelight again!

“Jacky, what’s wrong? Are you also upset with that hypocritical act of Russell’s?” On one side, another middle aged man nudged Jacky with his elbow and asked.

Jacky snorted coldly and said, “I just can’t get used to the way he looks. It’s as tho ugh everything is within his calculations.”

“Hehe, I share the same thoughts as you. Russell Carl is our enemy. With him around, I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to get any credit in front of Mr. Johnston,” the man took a sip of red wine and said.

Jacky frowned, clenched his fists fiercely, and said, “One Russell Carl is not enough to pose a threat.”

“Jacky, I have to disagree with you on this. Now, Mr. Johnston has attached more importance to him compared to you. If we don’t do something, I’m afraid it won’t be long before Russell will drive all of us out. By then, everything will be over for us,” the man continued.

Hearing this, Jacky scowled. He glanced at the other person and said suspiciously, “What do you mean?”

man shook his head and did not

looked at the time and asked Bernard,

and said, “Not yet.

we reveal that secret and kick up a big

much? I don’t believe that he

said, “In that case, should I go

see what he really thinks. If he has come to terms with it, that

“Okay!”

around to walk out of the

Suddenly! Bang!

suite was kicked

a dozen thugs dressed

his hands in his trouser pockets and a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. He was followed closely by

here myself. There’s no need for him to go to the villa