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?”

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

“The patriarch told me to install some monitoring devices in the place where the Clarke family’s gang

David hummed in response.

with the tool bag. David looked around and quickly sent a few

this moment. When he saw the text messages sent by David, he sneered and said, “This David Wall is

others wandered around Larson Manor leisurely. They ate, drank,

some punks to start harassing some of the Larson family’s

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to the Larson family meeting

the Larson

Bang!

How dare they make such petty

businesses have been disrupted by these punks

be someone behind this. If this goes on,

and listened unhappily to the complaints from