The First Heir

Mick sneered and said with a wave of his hand, “Let’s go inside and meet this Young Patriarch Clarke!”

Swoosh!

A group of people followed Mick and rushed into the Shangri-La Hotel!

In the hotel lobby, the manager on duty saw them and quickly greeted them, “ Sir, are you checking in?”

“Check your a*s!” Mick shouted coldly and pushed the male manager with glasses away.

He asked, “Where’s Philip Clarke staying? Tell him to get down here and see me!”

The male manager wearing glasses was pushed and staggered a few steps back. Seeing so many people in the hotel and how their presence had scared many guests away, he quickly said, “Sir, I’m sorry, but we can’t reveal our guests’ information.”

Smack!

Mick slapped the manager and sent his glasses flying. Then, he grabbed the manager by the collar of his suit and asked, “Are you f*cking deaf? I asked you where Philip is and to tell him to get down and see me! If I don’t see him in five minutes, I’ll ask my men to demolish your hotel!”

Mick pushed the male manager away. The manager fell to the floor and groped around to pick up his glasses. He was so frightened that he told

playing chess with

“Philip, the hotel manager is asking you to go downstairs. He said that

hummed and said, “I got

minutes, after which the hotel will be demolished. He was about to cry on the

said, “Wait

comment but stood aside

it is?” Cynthia could not hold

his eyebrows, looked at Fennel, and said

“Who else can be so arrogant but

chuckled, glanced at the time, got up, and said, “Let’s go

to bring a golden chair from somewhere. He

behind him, with Mr. Coral and Mr. Sun, the two disciples of

has it been?” Mick

been five minutes,” a guard