The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Connor Clarke was more than 80 years old and had never been afraid of anyone!

How dare a junior make a bet with him?

Okay then, he would fulfill his wish of courting death!

Since Philip said so, he would have no worries about making a move against the main family!

“Good, let’s put it on paper then.” Philip suddenly asked his men to bring over a pen and paper.

Connor got angry and shouted, “Don’t you believe what I said?”

Philip chuckled. “It’s not that I don’t believe you, but I need a guarantee—one that allows me to strike out at your branch family without any misgivings.”

Audacious!

Connor finally realized the audacity that ran in Philip’s bones!

“Haha, what a joke!”

you can win on your own? Fine, let’s record it then. This time, even your father won’t be able to save

the bet between both

signed it

tucked it into his pocket, and said

he brought his men with

like this?! I’ll definitely kick you out of the Clarke family! I’ll grind that little b*tch along with your

Hmph!

muffled grunt, Connor’s walking stick hit the marble tiles with a

frightened

that the

He even dares to speak to you like this and make a bet with you. I’m afraid he

time. He helped Connor sit down and made him a

thought. We have to make sufficient preparations.

at his grandson, the most promising descendant of

he showed talent and resourcefulness

why he spent so much effort to help Levi rise

down respectfully and bowed to Connor, saying seriously, “Grandpa, I’ll definitely live up to your expectations! I’ll surely rise with the branch

up, and asked, “Is