The First Heir

Very soon, several people followed Steven and entered Summit Restaurant. They went up to the third floor and sat down in a low-key but luxurious private room. This private room was designed in a classic style with carved beams, and the screens were also painted with murals.

A view of the streets could be seen outside the window.

Steven pushed open the private room door, bowed to the figure of a man with his back to everyone, and shouted respectfully, “District Master Larson, Young Master Clarke is here.”

“Okay,” the man replied throatily.

Steven turned sideways and made an inviting gesture to Philip and the others outside the door.

Philip put his hands in his trouser pockets, stepped into the room, and saw the figure.

Wearing a light gray suit, he stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the view of the streets outside the window. The figure was about 1.8 meters tall with a burly stature. It was not the bulging muscular type but rather sinewy.

short, just at the sight of his back, Philip had a general impression of District

“Welcome to Summit Restaurant.”

handsome face and well-defined eyebrows. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a tie, looking like quite the gentleman. Especially

and the upward angle of his thin lips also made it easy for others to feel close to

took a seat. Two Necrons stood at the door while another three stood behind him, protecting him very

outside the door was

found four cameras with flashing red lights

Master Larson, why are you looking for me so late at night?” Philip

just a few years older than Philip, had a handsome appearance. However, those eyes revealed deep wisdom and complex schemes that went beyond his

Philip’s judgment of

“Young Master Clarke, this is Earl Grey

the cup of tea and smelled a faint