The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The First Heir – Chapter 1669

Hearing this, Bernard’s face was grim. He stared at Philip and asked gruffly, “What exactly do you want?”

Philip stood with his arms folded and said with chills in his eyes, “You don’t have many chances left. If not for the sake of my father-in-law and Wynn, you and Martin would have already died a hundred times. Bernard, go back and tell Martin not to try to retaliate against me or the people around me. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

After that, the entire private room fell quiet. Everyone dared not make a sound.

Bernard’s face flushed as the corners of his eyes throbbed with anger.

Philip was too arrogant for words!

“Hmph! Philip, don’t think I’ll be afraid of you because of your threats! Just you wait. I’ll make you kneel and beg for mercy someday.”

Bernard waved his hand and left with his people. Liam and Jacky Cullen sent Bernard off at the entrance. The two exchanged glances, and Jacky said angrily, “Manager Johnston, should we just let this go? Philip has gone too far. He was the one who seriously injured Chairman Martin the last time and almost killed a few of us.”

Liam was also very annoyed and said coldly, “I won’t just let this matter go. Philip has repeatedly foiled our plans. We must find someone to teach him a lesson!”

Hearing this, Jacky immediately went closer to him and said, “Manager Johnston, my cousin has some influence in Uppercreek. He has a big winery with a lot of people under him. Do you want him to make some arrangements?”

eyes glowed when he heard that and he quickly said, “Okay, contact your cousin

took out his phone to dial his cousin’s

Chamber of Commerce and were discussing the next steps. Philip wanted to get Hoyt’s

outside the office frantically knocked on the

looked at each other before quickly standing

Apart from a few employees working overtime, not many were

too big. Under Hoyt’s command, the fire was put out in

as Hoyt ran over to report the situation while

person looked a bit familiar. It looked like Jacky Cullen,

in thought when Hoyt suddenly yelled from behind, “Young Master Clarke, watch

Before he could

fell from the sky and hit Hoyt right on

fell

“Mr. Luther!”

ran over

an advanced age, after all. After being hit by the vase, he slumped on the