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.

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

it, as well as his father’s personal signature. “Starting from now, Philip, your right to inherit the family matters is suspended. This is the restraining order the family cast on you, and

sheet in his hand, his brow tightly furrowed. That damned Giada, how did she pull this off? What