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!

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

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

bitterly. Oh, Wynn, you keep

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 alcohol.” This shitty fatso keeps trying to touch me, he’s so irritating! “Hmph! Since you’ve put it that way, I don’t think there’s anything for us to talk about anymore.” Maury snorted before threatening Wynn. “Deputy Manager Johnston, you should know that not only Beacon is

one glass,” said Wynn. She took the bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass. Maury was all smiles as he looked at Wynn. This woman was so endearing under the dim lights. Wynn drank the whole glass at one go. “Manager Warren, will this do? Let’s talk about our collaboration…” “Deputy

arm and was about to slap Wynn when… ‘Ring ring ring!’ The sound of a caller tone interrupted him. He grabbed his phone as he watched Wynn leave, roaring into his phone, “Who’s this?!” “Maury Warren! Is that how you should be speaking to me?” On the other 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

You can 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

was stunned. She 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