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.

and let him know that the North was not that easy to take

minutes, Philip and the others still did not make an appearance.

invited them here, but he was

heads of families a little flustered. Such flustered emotions slowly spread from a few people

hell? We’ve waited for 20 minutes. Why is Mr. Clarke not here

right? Is he doing this

North are not push overs! Why are we still sitting here

It was better if they caused a fuss. That way, they would have a better

clamor grew louder and emotions heated up, Philip, Fennel, and Leon were sipping tea and

this moment, a subordinate walked in and said anxiously, “Young Patriarch, the hall is in a mess right now. All the heads of the families are shouting and demanding to see you. If

no rush. Let them shout. We’ll be there in a

and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, wait no longer. You may not be afraid, but it

got

side hall first

this moment, the main