The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

At the Riverdale branch of the Clarke Group. The chairman’s office on the highest floor. Philip stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking out at the sunset outside. There was the red sky the color of wine and the busy streets below. Hudson Cash was standing behind Philip respectfully. “The Michaels family from Golden City wants to pull out of their deal with Beacon. Mobilize our businesses in the pharmaceutical industry to fill the gap the Michaels will leave behind.”

Philip said calmly, his eyes faintly cold. Hudson looked pale. “Young Master, that might be slightly difficult.” “Difficult?” Philip turned around, his expression cold as he looked at Hudson. Hudson had broken out into a cold sweat as well, his waist bowed low. “Young Master, you don’t have the right to use any of the family’s resources anymore. Madam Wallis put a family restraining order on you, just an hour ago. She even froze the billion bucks you wanted to invest into Beacon.” A family restraining order?

Philip’s brow furrowed deeply, his expression covered in ice. Bam! At the same time, someone opened the door to the chairman’s office from outside.

Wallis appeared at the door, dressed in a white gown and draped in jewelry. She strode in gracefully, followed by eight bodyguards. She was elegant, her make-up delicate. Her every smile made her look like the perfect embodiment of a rich wife. “Madam.” Hudson hurriedly

Philip, your right to inherit the family matters is suspended. This is the restraining order the family cast on you, and you will no longer have access to the Clarkes’ influence, funds, or connections.” Giada said in a tone of ice, the corners of her mouth curved into a faint smile. Philip

against you the past seven years. So you have the Clarkes. But even without their influence, you and the rest of the Wallises are no match for me. You want a fight? Bring it on! We’ll see who wins in the end!” Philip’s voice was icy as he took a step forth, glaring at Giada with eyes of fire. Giada raised her sleek brow and said calmly, “Very well, we shall wait and see. My first target will be Beacon and Wynn Johnston.” With that, Giada turned and left with her entourage in tow. She left the way she came, without any warning or hesitation. The air in the chairperson’s office was tense. Philip stared at the crumpled sheet in his hand, his brow tightly furrowed. That damned Giada, how did she pull this off? What had happened to his father? Why did he issue a family restraining order against him? “Are you alright, Young Master?” Hudson asked cautiously. Philip gave him a cool look and then strode away from the branch. On the way, he gave George Thomas a call. The man on the other side immediately said anxiously, “This is bad, Young Master, the family placed a restraining order on you. Half an hour ago, they cut off your access to all the family’s assets and influence. What should we do now, sir?” Philip said calmly, “I know, don’t worry about it. Seven years ago, I already guessed that Giada would try this. I need you to go overseas in my stead. Go to Chinatown in the States and look for someone called Fennel Leigh. Tell him that the battle has begun,” “Yes, sir. I’ll go right away.” George responded respectfully and immediately booked a plane ticket. As soon as Philip ended that call, he received another from Wynn. She sounded like she was