The First Heir

Meanwhile, Gilson Manor.

Travis stood in the same spot, his face full of arrogance and anger as he stared at Philip and the others. He cursed, “Boy, if you don’t want to die, kneel and apologize to me right now! Otherwise, when my father arrives, none of you can escape!”

“The huge backer behind my father is the Clarke family, do you understand?”

“Looking at you, I’m sure you don’t know much about the Clarke family, so I’ll tell you. The Clarke family holds more than half of the world’s assets! Amazing, right? Does it feel like your head is buzzing?”

“Hahaha, I knew that you’d be afraid. Now, down on your knees immediately! Once my father arrives with people of the Clarke family, no matter who you are, no matter who is behind you, and whether you’re deliberately targeting the Harrison family or not, all of you will die!”

Travis was like a lunatic, roaring hysterically. He was trying to give himself a boost. He had no choice. The only people left on the scene were him and Greg Arnell, who was kneeling.

He felt very discouraged.

and his people still looked indifferent as if they were watching a monkey

“Have you said enough?”

asked with a slight frown. Travis coughed. His throat was burning and

shook his

several cars stopped at Gilson Manor’s entrance. The one in the lead was naturally Holt Harrison’s ride. He quickly got down from the car and

turned his head, he saw Travis pointing and yelling at Philip. Suddenly, Holt felt

‘This stupid son!’

way to

same time, Travis also saw his father get out of the car and

“Hahaha!”

once, Travis laughed and pointed at Holt and Fulton who were walking briskly to the door. He said to Philip,

ran to his father. He knelt on the ground and shouted, “Dad,