The First Heir

“I do know Master Bear. Has he offended you?” Troy asked cautiously.

“Yeah, you can say that. I’m in Buckingham Palace and have beaten up his subordinate by the name of Wolfman.”

Troy gasped and mourned for three seconds for Master Bear. Offending Young Master Clarke was equivalent to looking for death. He wondered if Master Bear’s patron could protect him this time.

“Please wait for a moment. I’ll go over and talk to you in detail. Some things are inconvenient to say on the phone,” Troy said.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you outside Buckingham Palace.”

Philip hung up the phone, glanced at the bowling Wolfman, and said with a smile, “What are you howling for? I’ll make you close your eyes forever if you howl again.”

Wolfman gritted his teeth and dared not make another sound for fear that Philip would really make him close his eyes, never to awaken again.

Seeing Wolfman and his gang holding back their howls, Philip took a leather chair and sat in front of Wolfman. At this moment, Carla also knelt on the floor, shivering and not daring to speak. She was afraid that Philip would beat her up until she was in Wolfman’s miserable state.

She was panicking. Why was Young Master Harrison not here yet?

you think you’re worth?” Philip asked with a

always recognized money and not people. Those who failed him are considered trash, and he’d never pay a ransom,” Wolfman said

me have a few words with him.” Philip thought

took out his phone and dialed Master

Bear…” Wolfman was flustered and

you calling me at this time?”

party is detaining us. He wants to talk to you on the phone.” Wolfman glanced

wrecked? Who’s the other

trembled and

call

live, send a ransom of ten million dollars over. Remember, it’s ten

load of bull. If you want to kill them, go ahead. Money is not up for discussion. Besides, I’m telling you,

table. In that case, we can only resort

Who do you think you are to resort to violence? If you dare to

“Hehehe…”