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?”

shook his head and did

looked at the time and asked Bernard, “Is there

his head and said, “Not yet. What if he

reveal that secret and kick

as he shouted, “Doesn’t he love his wife very much? I don’t believe that he can put Wynn’s reputation at stake for

“In that case, should I go

thinks. If he has come to terms with it, that would be great. If he still displays the same

“Okay!”

turned around to walk out of the

Suddenly! Bang!

the suite

that, a dozen thugs dressed in black suits barged

in his trouser pockets and a

I came here myself. There’s no need for him to go to the villa and ask