The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 6

Philip casually made a call to George Thomas. “George, help me check for the latest projects that Wynn Johnston is handling within Beacon Pharmaceutical. Is there a million-dollar order? Let me know who is the client and the person in charge.” From the other end came George’s respectful voice, saying, “Young Master, Beacon Pharmaceutical is one of the companies that the Clarke family invests in. I’ll get President Hall of Beacon to visit you personally.” Huh? Beacon Pharmaceutical is actually one of the companies our family invests in? My dad is too awesome! Philip suddenly regretted not inheriting the family business earlier. “No need to.  Investigate quickly and have the client smoothen the whole process so that they won’t give Wynn a hard time,” said Philip calmly. “Young Master, I recommend you to just buy over that client’s company. You don’t lack the money,” George suggested. What the f*ck! Buy over? As expected of a butler from a wealthy family. Oh George, old man, do you really talk this big now? “It’s called being low profile, do you understand? If I wanted to buy it, would I have waited until now?” Philip answered indignantly.

“Alright, Young Master. Please give me ten minutes,” George said sheepishly. As soon as he hung up, George immediately got his secretary to contact Beacon Pharmaceutical’s chairman, Derrick Hall. When Derrick received the call from George’s secretary, he was trembling with excitement. “President Thomas, do you need me for something?” It was a call from the richest man in Riverdale City! The chairman of Apex Group!

Countless people wished to have a meal with him. “President Hall, it’s not me who wants something from you, but my young master.” George’s voice sounded calm through the phone, but his tone was forbidding. He was, after all, the richest man in Riverdale City! He had to sound respectful in front of the young master, but toward other people, he was the boss! And a boss naturally needed to behave like one. “Young… Young Master?” Derrick was currently sitting inside the president’s office of Beacon Tower, stunned as he started to break out in cold sweat. President Thomas’ young master!

The richest man in the city still had a young master! That was just too scary!

young lord like from me?” Derrick asked carefully, terrified of enraging George if he was not cautious enough. “There’s a Wynn Johnston in your company. Who is the client she has been in contact with lately?” asked George. Derrick knew Wynn Johnston. She was the deputy manager of the marketing department, a strong woman, and he had had his eyes on her for a long time now. But sadly, she was married, although

a butler for so many years now, he could naturally figure out what his young master was thinking. This Maury Warren from Victory Pharmaceutical must have offended the young master. Six minutes later, Philip who was making his way to the hospital received a

Wynn, you keep saying that I can’t help you. I’m telling you now

Moving back to the Western restaurant on the sixth floor of Hilton Hotel. Maury Warren had had too much to drink and now his hands were starting to misbehave. “Deputy Manager Johnston, you just keep eating but you won’t touch your wine. Are you looking down on me?” Maury put on a long face, his voice sounding dark. Wynn flashed an apologetic smile and explained, “Manager Warren, you’re mistaken. I’m just unwell these few days, so I can’t drink

at the red wine on the table. “Alright then, I’ll just have one glass,” said Wynn. She took the bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass. Maury was all smiles as he

end came a similarly enraged roar. “President Lewis, I’m sorry, so sorry. A few promoters kept calling me just now. What do you want with me?” Maury immediately sounded like an obedient little kid. This man, President Lewis, was the chairman of Victory Pharmaceuticals, his boss! What was he calling him for? Although the man had now ruined his plans, Maury did not dare to complain. “You’re asking me? Did you deliberately try to trouble Deputy Manager Johnston

just scram!” ‘Thud!’ The call was ended and Maury Warren was flabbergasted! He could tell that President Lewis was really furious. Without another word, he dashed out to chase after Wynn. “Deputy Manager Johnston, please wait!” Maury was now behaving like an obedient child, lowering his head, bending over slightly with his hands held together to show his apology. “Deputy Manager Johnston, I’m so

stared at Maury in shock and confusion. “Manager Warren, do you mean it?” This was the order she had been working on for a whole month. A hundred thousand! Her commission alone was worth tens of thousands! They could finally pay Mila’s treatment fees. In just