The First Heir

Immediately after, miserable screams from the crowd could be heard from the suite.

It lasted about ten minutes before Theo wiped his hands with a towel, glanced at the people on the floor, and said, “Deal with it cleanly. Throw them to the next city and let them beg for the rest of their lives.”

After that, Theo walked out of the suite and approached Philip who was smoking. He said respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, it’s been dealt with cleanly. Where do you want to go next?”

“Go to the media arranged by Martin.”

Philip’s face was calm as he exhaled smoke while asking, “Is everything else ready?”

Theo nodded and replied, “It’s all ready. Not even a smidgen of Mrs. Clarke’s secret will be leaked. I’ve already contacted all the media in Riverdale. As for Martin’s people, I’ve also sent people to monitor all of them. The signal in the area they’re in has been cut.”

Philip nodded, glanced at the suite, and turned to leave. Theo followed closely behind.

When Bernard noticed no more movements, he got up from the floor and ran to his second brother to help him up. He asked agitatedly, “Martin, are you alright?”

Martin was in pain all over his body at the moment. He glared at Philip who was leaving with a cold expression in his eyes and said grimly, “Quick, take me to the hospital!”

was sent to the hospital. After getting treated, his whole body was wrapped like a mummy. Lying on the

treat me like this?! I want him

killing intent, and his eyes were

right hand was already

what should we do now? By doing this to us, Philip has no regard for us

spread the secret immediately!” Martin gritted

and immediately dialed a number, saying coldly, “Immediately publish the news. I want everyone in the city

It’ll only take ten minutes

the phone, a cold male

building at a certain demolition area in Riverdale, many intricate and complicated alleys could be found around here. One could easily get lost in this place if not familiar enough with the

in an old house with a simple office setup with several laptops and other gadgets, there were seven or eight people in

suit hung up the phone in the

with an envelope, and clapped his hands. He said to a few of his men, “Okay, let’s start! In ten minutes, I want the news in this envelope to

heard this, everyone started to get busy. They had already edited the text and only needed to input the content from the document. Then, they would make use of trolls and keyboard warriors to occupy the major forums and further

of public opinion was nothing short of a piece of

what he did for a living. A trending search could earn