The First Heir

Silas was stunned and looked at Philip incredulously. After a few seconds, he understood.

Glenford was about to undergo tremendous change.

He stared at his old father sitting on the sofa. Pearce nodded, got up, and said to Philip, “Young Master Clarke, the Gilson family will definitely not fail to meet your expectations. We’ll definitely take care of everything in Glenford in an orderly manner.”

“Silas, why don’t you kneel and thank Young Master Clarke for his kindness?”

Pearce shouted, and his voice seemed particularly vigorous at this moment.

Silas immediately knelt down, bowed three times, and shouted, “From now on, Silas Gilson of the Gilson family will serve only Young Master Clarke! The Gilson family will always be Young Master Clarke’s pawn!”

Swoosh!

In an instant, the Gilson family members who were still standing in the living room all knelt down.

Philip was helpless. After a while, he left the Gilson family. Before he left, Pearce’s complexion looked very good. He seemed to have suddenly gotten much better. As for Tanya, she stayed behind to take care of the old man for the time being.

and Troy left Gilson Manor, Troy sent Philip back to Sparrow

go home directly, but Fulton seemed adamant

no choice but to stay

of worry as he said, “Young Master Clarke, are you free

frowned and

and hope you can support it. I‘ll send someone to pick you up and we’ll talk when

nodded. He had nothing to do anyway, so he said,

in the lead, Philip entered a private room

who was rubbing his temples, hurriedly stood up. “You’re finally

the table and

much on the exquisite invitation, only the title

does it mean? Someone wants to fight you in

the invitation on the table with a smile and

territory of Glenford through fighting. This time, I heard rumors that there are big figures up there who want to get their hands on the territory of Glenford, and this tournament can

face was all scrunched up, looking as if he was being bullied. He did not look at all domineering at

Otherwise, I’d only be admitting my cowardice. The loyalty of the men under me