The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 813

Robbie’s eyes were sullen as he stared at the dozen or so people who had suddenly broken in! Especially the young man who took the lead. He was so young, it was ridiculous! Not only that but the aura he exuded terrified Robbie! A domineering spirit? There was this illusion. In just an instant, however, Robbie regained his clarity. With angry sparks in his eyes, he shouted, “Who are you? Who let you in?! Get out!” This group of barbarians dared to break into his mansion. They were too b*llsy! “Mr. James, they’re the ones who wanted to see you.” The receptionist quickly called someone to drive them out. If Mr. James was angry with her, she would be in for it tonight. Even her knees would suffer. The receptionist trembled as she recalled the lashing Robbie had given her before. However, Philip simply dug his ear with his thumb, blew at it, and said disdainfully, “Son, have you already forgotten Daddy so soon?” Too pretentious! Digging his ear with his thumb. Magnificent! Here, Robbie was dumbfounded. Daddy? What Daddy? However, he instantly understood. “Mister… Clarke?” Robbie exclaimed, his eyes wide as he stared at Philip in disbelief. That Mr. Clarke who exposed him was this young man in front of him? How could that be possible?! Robbie had imagined countless times that the other party would be a scheming man and a bigwig in the industry. However, he would never have thought that he was such a young junior. A sneer flashed at the corner of Philip's mouth, and he simply glanced around the living room. He then walked to the sofa and sat down unceremoniously while propping his legs.

It was quite a demeanor. Anna and the rest also quickly moved behind Philip, staring coldly at Robbie and his people. Robbie and Leo exchanged a quick glance in tandem. They knew that the main character was here.

polite as he still needed to figure out the other party's purpose. However, when he recalled the word ‘Daddy’, he was filled with unease. He had been humiliated

you until you can’t get back up again.” Robbie’s face turned cold as he snorted. “Mr. Clarke, although I don’t know who you are, I have to tell you that I’m not a man to be trifled with. If you touch me today, my backer will come after you tomorrow! I advise you to think twice.” Robbie tried his best to figure

clear about the consequences—total destruction. Be it the body, the spirit, or the remains! After that, Philip signaled Anna to pass a bunch of documents to Robbie and said, “Look, these are the stocks of Beaver Media that I’ve acquired. Now, I’m also a part of the