The First Heir

’10 million?’

Hearing this, David gulped. Then, he clenched his fists.

Since he would die either way, why not take a chance?

“Okay, Young Patriarch Clarke, I’ll do it!” David nodded in response.

Philip smiled and said, “Very good. After it’s done, I’ll send you away from Fernvale.”

Soon, David left. As he walked out the door, he felt as if he had just escaped from the gates of hell. He was sweating all over. He finally calmed down before he returned to the underground monitoring room.

Coincidentally, another man from the day shift was standing at the door of the monitoring room at the moment, smoking a cigarette unhappily. He said, “What’s the matter with you? You were away for so long. Have you done the replacement already?”

David smiled and said, “Of course, I have. I just got delayed along the way.”

“Hehe, I think you were just drooling over Cynthia’s beauty. Hey, what’s wrong with your face? Did you get hit?”

asked, instinctively becoming alert. David quickly said, “No, l was in a hurry to come back and stumbled on the way. Hey, why did you

the Clarke family’s gang are staying. There was

David hummed in response.

David looked around and quickly sent a few text

the text messages sent by David, he sneered and said, “This David Wall is quite good. He got into his

wandered around Larson Manor leisurely. They ate, drank, and played

side, they had arranged for some punks to

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to the Larson

members of the Larson family

Bang!

Larson family? How dare they make such

have been disrupted by these

be someone behind this. If this goes on, it’ll be

on the main seat and listened unhappily to the complaints from the representatives of various businesses that belonged to the