The First Heir

Ernest frowned but did not betray any other emotions. He turned to Cyril and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on?”

Cyril shook his head and said, “Don’t worry, Villa Master Turner. With such a big banquet and so many reporters outside, I don’t think Mr. Clarke would dare to do anything. It’s probably a closed-door banquet.”

Hearing that, Ernest nodded and made no further comment. However, it was different for the other heads of families.

Everyone started discussing.

“What’s going on? Why did they close the door? Is this a trap?”

“This is outrageous! How dare they do this in the North? Do they have any respect for the families at all?”

“Hmph! I want to see what Mr. Clarke is going to do tonight!”

The discussions grew louder, but Ernest and Cyril chose to watch in silence.

Mr. Clarke and let him know that the North was not that easy

did not make an appearance. The heads of the families in the hall grew

the hell? He invited them here,

made the heads of families a little flustered. Such flustered

it! What the hell? We’ve waited for 20 minutes.

Is he doing this on

The disciple families of the North are not push overs! Why are we

in the hall but remained unperturbed. It was better if they

up, Philip, Fennel, and Leon

“Young Patriarch, the hall is in a mess right now. All the heads of the families are shouting and demanding to see you. If you still

said, “It’s no rush. Let them shout.

be afraid, but it won’t be good if the fuss continues. Let’s go

about it, got up, and said,

left the side hall first and walked

the main hall was