The First Heir

“Stop guessing. Let’s go in and find out. Fred is waiting for us.” A gray haired middle-aged man wearing a gray suit walked straight into the clubhouse after speaking.

The other four also followed him inside.

Before long, they saw Fred sitting on the sofa in the most luxurious private room of the clubhouse. Beside him, a maid dressed in skimpy clothes was making tea on her knees.

There were six cups in total.

At their arrival, Fred motioned and said, “Sit down and have some tea.”

The five people sat down, picked up the cups on the table, and gulped everything down in one go.

The man with the beard was the first to ask, “Fred, what’s wrong? Why did you gather us in such a hurry?”

the bearded man. He had been with him for ten years. He was loyal and honest, just a little quick tempered

all of you here today to

the middle-aged man in a gray

and said, “No, but it’s pretty much the same. The person I have to deal with this time is a bit tricky and

Hiss!

as Fred said that, the expressions

lackey

did the person Fred was

middle-aged man wearing glasses pushed his frame. A trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes as he asked, “Fred, is it going to

of red wine from the wine rack and

the faces of these five people darkened.

temper, he definitely would not let this matter

you want me to do. I’ll be the first to charge in! I’ll