The First Heir

Liam was dumbfounded and felt humiliated as if he had been made use of. He realized that Werner was not here for him but just passing by. Liam was disoriented, and his chest felt stuffy.

The few rich friends behind him who were dressed very fashionably also kept their mouths shut, but a trace of a sneer appeared in their eyes.

“Damn it, what Young Master Clarke? How could he make Werner Peters run out in such a hurry?” Liam muttered and turned to his friends.

All of them shook their heads and said with a shrug, “Don’t know, never heard of him.”

“Hey, I remember that there was a Young Master Clarke who caused a big commotion some time ago, the one who defeated Fusha during the world tournament. Could it be him?” someone suddenly said.

Instantly, everyone nodded and said, “Yes, it’s possible. No, I’m almost certain that’s him!”

“Well, should we go and take a look? That guy must certainly not be an ordinary person if Werner Peters came out to greet him in person,” someone suggested.

Liam raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and said sullenly, “Let’s go. Iwant to see this Young Master Clarke who can make the boss of the Imperial Court appear in person!”

from the main hall to the entrance

Philip and shouted, “Young

middle-aged man

for not welcoming you. This is the Supreme VIP membership card of the Imperial Court. I hope you can accept it.” Werner respectfully handed out the membership

made up his

took the Supreme VIP membership

he turned

Liam stood at the door with his friends. They were just in time to see Werner

their line of sight being obstructed, they did not see the other party’s appearance clearly. They only

Philip Clarke from just now? He’s

someone exclaimed in

Everyone gasped!

The resemblance was uncanny!

how was