The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 1307

That night, all three generations of Jensen family members arrived in Doverton.

The temperature in Doverton tonight was exceptionally cold.

The entire city was basked in a stern chill!

Tundra Villa, Doverton. After the death of Old Master Jensen, his body was transported here. With just a memorial shrine, everything was very simple!

The Jensen family members poured in from Uppercreek and the capital city, all dressed in plain clothes.

To avoid unnecessary trouble and speculation from the outside world, all members of the Jensen family were given secret orders—no one was allowed to dress for mourning!

One after another, ordinary cars stopped at the entrance of the villa.

The current head of the Jensen family, Crawford Jensen, was the first to arrive at Tundra Villa along with his three sons and two grandsons.

After entering the manor and verifying his identity, Crawford, with a face full of seriousness, hurriedly led his family to the main hall of the manor to pay homage to the old master.

He needed to be here. As the eldest son, he had to receive the guests who were on their way here.

Jensen’s death was also notified to some of his

front of the memorial shrine with his arms

main hall,

of the legendary Seven Aces of the national

you? Why aren’t you kneeling

at the entrance of the main hall, a rebellious male voice

an angry chill on his face. He pointed at Philip who was inside

to be standing in front of his great-grandfather’s shrine with his hands

frowned, turned around, and saw seven or eight people

the patriarch of the Jensen family, Crawford Jensen, laid eyes on Philip, he immediately turned his

stepped forward,

shook

He then led the rest of the descendants to pay their respects before turning to Philip and saying respectfully, “Young Master Clarke, please forgive

man hiding behind Crawford. He was only in his 20s, and his

Young Master Clarke?”

stepped out and bent

saying anything else about this trivial matter. “Tonight, your Jensen family calls the shots. Just treat me

“Yes, Young Master Clarke.”

members into the hall, waiting

Claude and a few juniors kept stealing glances at Philip from time to time, muttering in