The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Leon’s mind was now like a roller-coaster, in complete chaos. My name is Leon Larson, and I am now in a state of panic! There are thirty armored cash carriers outside the door, waiting in a line. Beside each car are four SWAT officers carrying loaded guns. They’re all wearing black battle uniforms, black helmets, and carrying black guns. Yes, it’s not the regular armored car escorts who carry rubber bullets. These are real bullets. Because the sum was too huge, the bank has contacted the SWAT team urgently, and they have sent more than a hundred SWAT officers over to escort the money.

This was all done in less than ten minutes. Philip calmly looked at Leon whose forehead was now covered in sweat and said, “I called them here.”

wealthy family and knew full well how terrifying a person is to send over so much cash in such a short time! His scalp felt prickly as he experienced despair for the first time. However, he was reluctant to give in. “Impossible, there’s no way! There’s no way that you’re the one who called them!” Leon could barely stand still. He took his phone to call his father frantically. Find Dad, Dad can definitely solve this! However, before he even spoke, furious yells flowed from the other end of the call, “Stupid brat, have you gone insane? Who did you provoke?” Lewis was currently going mad with anger at the president’s office of his own company. Not too far from him stood an old man in a swallow-tail coat, holding a gold and black walking stick, wearing a calm expression. George Thomas had personally come to Prime Harvest Group. After Lewis roared a few more times into the phone, he ended the call and smiled flatteringly at George. “President Thomas, I’m so sorry. My son has caused trouble. I will personally go and apologize to

master plans to acquire your business. This is the agreement with the

in Riverdale City? He had a very ambitious goal, which was to enter the national market. “Lewis Larson, this is not a negotiation. It’s my young master’s intention. Please sign it.” George maintained an indifferent attitude. His eyes were narrowed with a barely visible glint. Lewis’s back was drenched in a cold sweat. With gritted teeth, he held up the pen with much difficulty as he signed his name on the agreement. Could he have refused to

have a clear view of things. Now, please come with me.” Lewis nodded. The moment he stood up, it was like he had grown ten years older. That shrewd spark seemed to have disappeared from his muddled eyes. He now resented that good-for-nothing son of his. Back to Philip and Leon. After Leon’s father had admonished him, he was dumbstruck, completely at a loss of what he should do next. The crowd of onlookers outside was getting bigger and bigger as they

Leon laughed. It was a hysterical laugh. He