The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The First Heir – Chapter 1637

Immediately after, miserable screams from the crowd could be heard from the suite.

It lasted about ten minutes before Theo wiped his hands with a towel, glanced at the people on the floor, and said, “Deal with it cleanly. Throw them to the next city and let them beg for the rest of their lives.”

After that, Theo walked out of the suite and approached Philip who was smoking. He said respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, it’s been dealt with cleanly. Where do you want to go next?”

“Go to the media arranged by Martin.”

Philip’s face was calm as he exhaled smoke while asking, “Is everything else ready?”

Theo nodded and replied, “It’s all ready. Not even a smidgen of Mrs. Clarke’s secret will be leaked. I’ve already contacted all the media in Riverdale. As for Martin’s people, I’ve also sent people to monitor all of them. The signal in the area they’re in has been cut.”

Philip nodded, glanced at the suite, and turned to leave. Theo followed closely behind.

When Bernard noticed no more movements, he got up from the floor and ran to his second brother to help him up. He asked agitatedly, “Martin, are you alright?”

Martin was in pain all over his body at the moment. He glared at Philip who was leaving with a cold expression in his eyes and said grimly, “Quick, take me to the hospital!”

wrapped like a mummy. Lying on the hospital bed, he stared at

treat me like this?! I want

was full of killing intent, and his eyes were

right hand

in this state, Bernard was also heartbroken and asked, “Martin, what should we do now? By doing this to us, Philip has no regard for us at all. This

Jim Wells and let them spread the secret immediately!” Martin gritted his teeth

coldly, “Immediately publish the news. I want everyone in the

It’ll only take ten minutes for all of

end of the phone,

at a certain demolition area in Riverdale, many intricate and complicated alleys could be found around here. One could easily get lost

simple office setup with several laptops

black suit hung up the phone in the garden as a cold smile appeared on

and clapped his hands. He said to a few of his men, “Okay, let’s start! In ten minutes, I want the news in this envelope to spread

this, everyone started to get busy. They had already edited the text and only needed to input the content from the document. Then, they would make use of trolls and keyboard warriors to

short of a piece of cake for

was what he did for a living. A trending search

a broad grin on his face. He would earn five million dollars this time. Tomorrow, he could buy the house with a

about it, Jim clapped his hands and encouraged, “Everyone, hurry up. After we’re done, I’ll