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.

intimidate Mr. Clarke and let him

not make an

invited them

locked and this made the heads of families a little flustered. Such flustered emotions slowly spread from a few people

We’ve waited for 20 minutes. Why is Mr.

right? Is he doing this

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

was better if they caused a fuss. That

Philip, Fennel, and Leon were sipping tea and chatting in the side

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 you still don’t make

rush. Let them shout. We’ll be there in

got up and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, wait no longer. You may not be afraid, but it won’t

thought about it, got up,

Philip left the side hall first and walked toward the

the main