The First Heir

His whole body was trembling as his gaze darted around.
Upon seeing Philip, he crawled over on his knees and prostrated as he begged, “Ph... Philip, Brother Philip! Seeing as I’m a
colleague of Deputy Manager Johnston, please forgive me this time. I won’t ever do it again.”
Philip’s eyes were cold with underlying fury. “I do not wish to see him in Riverdale City ever again.”
“Yes, Mr. Clarke!” Theo was a man of the underground world, so he could easily understand the meaning behind Philip’s words.
With just an eye signal, two men grabbed Gavin who was wailing and howling for forgiveness and dragged him to another room.
Gavin was so frightened that he wet and soiled himself on the spot, leaving a foul smell in his wake.
“It’s your turn, Jeffrey Scott,” said Philip.
Jeffrey hung his head and forced a smile. “Mr. Clarke, since my uncle is Henry Turner and you’re acquainted with him, let’s not
create any bad blood. Let me go this time and I will never again step foot into Riverdale City.” Jeffrey had already thought it
through. No matter how powerful Mr. Clarke was, he was probably only just a little bit more capable. If Mr. Clarke really did
anything to him, his uncle would definitely not let this man off. Hence, he grew a little more confident.
“Don’t create bad blood?” Upon hearing this, Philip laughed. “Do you know who that woman you were trying to lay a hand on is?”
Jeffrey genuinely had no idea. “It’s just a woman. Does Mr. Clarke really want to turn this into a life and death struggle?”
“A life and death struggle?” Philip’s expression hardened almost immediately as his gaze turned cold. “Wynn Johnston is my
wife!”
Thump! Jeffrey shuddered. He knew in an instant that things have gotten serious! He had ended up toying someone else’s wife!
Sh*t!
“Uhm, Mr. Clarke, it was just an almost. I’ll compensate five hundred thousand as an apology, please take it as a mental
compensation for yourselves.” Jeffrey was feeling anxious inside but he maintained a confidant front. To Jeffrey, five hundred
thousand was quite a lot.
“Are you discussing money with me?” Philip said chillingly. “Theo, give him three million.”
Theo did not hesitate. He took one man along with him to personally withdraw the cash. The whole process took less than five
minutes as three silver briefcases appeared on the coffee table, opened to show that it was all filled with red notes! There were

three whole million in here!
Cold sweat started to form on Jeffrey’s forehead. The corner of his mouth twitched. “Mr. Clarke, what do you mean by this?”
“I’m buying your third leg!” Philip’s voice was cold.
Right after he spoke, Theo’s men pressed Jeffrey to the ground with his back on the floor, and stripped him, leaving only his
underwear on.
Jeffrey was frightened and in fear.
“Mr. Clarke, my uncle is Henry Turner. You can’t do this!” Jeffrey yelled as he struggled, but it was futile. “If you lay a hand on me,
my uncle definitely won’t let you off!”
Philip said nothing but closed his eyes.
Theo raised the metal bat in his hand and smashed it down on Jeffrey.
“Ah!!” A soul-shuddering scream resonated throughout the whole room. Jeffrey’s face had turned purple as huge drops of sweat
fell from his forehead. His back was arched, unable to speak a word, and could only hum.
At the same time, five Audi A8 Ls stopped in front of Celestial Club. Henry got out of the car frantically with the mayor of
Riverdale City behind him. Keagan Sanders was drenched in sweat as he brought along his secretary to chase after Henry.
“Professor Henry, please slow down.”
The moment Keagan received word of the medical magnate, Henry’s arrival in Riverdale City, he had personally rushed over to
the airport to receive the professor. For this prominent figure to visit Riverdale City was a great honor, and Keagan intended to
receive him with the greatest hospitality!
However, the moment he received him, Henry had chosen to rush over to Celestial Club. Keagan was confused. Just who was it
that Henry had to go over to see personally and could make him this anxious.
At the entrance of Celestial Club was a group of hitmen in black suits solemnly standing guard. They immediately stopped Henry.
“I’m sorry, but this place is currently closed off.”
Henry frowned. He was about to say something when Keagan rushed over and bellowed, “Who dares to stand in the way?!”

Upon seeing the newcomer, the hitman started shivering in fear. “Ma... Mayor Sanders...”
Oh God! Why was Mayor Sanders here? Who was this old thing that Mayor Sanders had to escort personally?
In an instant, the hitmen gave way to them and bowed as they let Henry, Keagan, and the rest of their group in.
When Keagan saw that the premise was filled with people, a fire started to burn within him! It seemed like he had to hasten to rid
the city of evildoers!
The door of the VIP room was pushed open. Henry rushed in to immediately see Jeffrey letting out blood-curdling screams on
the floor. However, he ignored his nephew and rushed over to Philip, bowing slightly as he greeted, “Mr. Clarke, my apologies for
being late.”
Keagan, who had been following closely behind, felt like his whole being had just been struck by lightning. He was shocked
when he saw this scene.
Pro... Professor Henry is bowing and apologizing to a young man!