The First Heir

Henley was flustered. The coal mine was seized?

If he continued to stay here, would he not be seeking death?

After thinking about it and dwelling on it for about ten minutes, Henley said smugly, “Hmph! Only a fool will stay here and wait with you. I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first.”

After that, Henley quickly dragged Clara with him to leave.

If he did not leave now, everything would be exposed. However, Rowan signaled with his eyes, and the four burly bodyguards at the door grabbed Henley and Clara by their arms, shoving them back.

Due to the force, Clara fell to the floor and her butt was in pain. She shouted, “Ouch, you guys must be f*cking blind! Henley, just look at them! They simply don’t respect you. Regardless of anything else, you’re still the young master of the Dill family in Uppercreek!”

Henley also stumbled, shocked by the four burly figures blocking the doorway.

really want to do this? Are you trying to cause trouble? Don’t forget, my father is Bo Dill. One word

that so?”

barged in at the entrance of the store. The person in the lead was a burly man with an angular face and pointy eyes. He was

he heard what his stupid son just said to Rowan Holmes. He was so frightened that his legs went weak as he howled. “Henley Dill, what the f*ck

rushed over and slapped Henley

Smack!

resounded throughout the shop

panting and staring at him in anger. “Dad, are you crazy? Why did you hit me?”

caused Henley to be stunned for a

hair, immediately turned around and stood at attention. He respectfully bent down to apologize to Rowan. “Mr. Holmes, I’m sorry for not teaching my son well, which led to him being rude to you. I apologize to you on his behalf and hope that you can show some mercy and let my son go. I’ll be sure to teach him a lesson when we return! Also,

panic? As he spoke, the cold sweat at the corner

him was the younger brother of Alan Holmes, one of the three