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.”

elderly man’s

Philip, whose eyes were terribly cold. He said, “It’s really important! Uh, it’s something requested by Young Master Lovelace. You know his temper well. We can’t afford

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

call, Pete tremblingly returned the phone to Philip and said, “The other party asked us to meet

walking and said

Swoosh!

to Yatter Café. About 20 minutes later, Fennel, Philip, and the others arrived at Yatter Café. However, even after waiting for 10 minutes, there were no

Pete coldly, and asked, “Are you

his head and said, “No, I didn’t! We did agree to meet here. I don’t know

the darkness with their headlights on. They were

cars, followed by a short and fat bespectacled old man with gray

called out to Philip’s car, “Pete,

Remember what

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