The First Heir

At this moment, George was full of anger as he sat in the chairman’s office of his newly established group building.

Not long after, the secretary walked in.

“Mr. Thomas, the president of Harper Group from aboard, Mr. Chris, has arrived at our group’s conference room and has been waiting for ten minutes. Do you want to go down and meet him first?” the secretary asked.

George was obviously not in the mood to entertain the president of Harper Group now. He waved his hand and said coldly, “Let him wait!”

The secretary did not know why the chairman was suddenly so angry, but the status and power of this group abroad were not that simple. In particular, President Chris was a member of the 12 Sacred Halls of the West in Country M. His position was indeed not low. It might be a little inappropriate to leave someone like him waiting.

Thus, the female secretary cautiously asked, “Mr. Thomas, how long should he wait? He came here this time with a letter of intent for cooperation. He has been waiting for more than ten minutes and seems a little cranky.”

George merely replied coldly, “If he refuses to wait, tell him to get lost! It’s just Harper Group. I don’t care about it at all!”

With that said, the female secretary had no choice but to exit the chairman’s office.

white bearded President Chris heard the female secretary’s words, he was furious and started to curse angrily. Finally, he raised his voice and threatened, “Tell your chairman that I’ll definitely return and inform our Lord Hades that

was mad with fury. He turned around and

***

Back in Southridge.

in a good mood at this moment. Philip Clarke was a member of his Dragon Warriors. Although retired, once a Dragon Warrior,

him. Either they were stupid enough to

as the people who might have done this to Philip. Finally, he set his eye on a

Reed was grim as he stood with his

Inform the other three supremes that Southridge will have our troops lined up

Supreme!” The 12 Apostles shouted respectfully. Immediately after, these people left with

***

Charbury, somewhere inside a heavily guarded courtyard. An old man in his 503 or 605 was practicing in the sunset while wearing a white

in green

was the most prestigious person in Charbury,