The First Heir

Pete cursed to hell and back, but in desperation, he could only agree to Philip’s request.

Half an hour later, under physical and mental torture, Pete finally drew out the internal structure of the four bases of the Lovelace family, complete with the facilities and arrangements for defense.

Philip looked at these drawings. A cloud of gloom flashed across his face. He tossed them to Fennel and said, “You make the arrangements.”

Fennel naturally understood what Philip meant. He took the blueprints and said to Hans, “Contact the Strategist immediately and make arrangements to take down these four bases!”

“Yes, Boss!”

Hans was excited. He finally had work to do!

Here, Philip stared at Pete coldly, tossed him a phone, and said, “Contact the other party.”

Pete was very aggrieved. He took the phone hesitantly, dialed a number, and said, “Dr. Garner, it’s me, Pete. There’s something urgent I need to discuss with you face-to-face right now.”

other end of the phone, an elderly man’s voice asked, “Pete? What’s the matter?

it’s something requested by Young Master Lovelace. You know his temper well.

other end of the phone before the voice said, “Okay, let’s meet

tremblingly returned the phone to Philip and said, “The other party asked

and said

Swoosh!

Philip, and the

sat in the car, stared at Pete coldly, and asked,

did agree to meet here. I don’t know what’s going

from the darkness with their headlights on. They were all

got out of the cars, followed by a short and fat bespectacled old man with gray hair

to Philip’s car, “Pete, what the hell are

Remember what I

response. He had received some treatment for the wound on his leg. He limped out of the car, smiled at Dr. Garner, and said,