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!

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

used his own authority to give Victory Pharmaceutical a warning. He had served as 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.

at the hospital building in front of him and smiled bitterly. Oh, Wynn, you keep saying that I can’t help you. I’m telling you now

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 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

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

he spoke, he put his hand onto Wynn’s thigh and wanted to go further in! ‘Slap!’ Wynn had stood up directly and gave the man a furious slap. “Manager Warren, that’s enough!” “You b*tch, how dare you slap me!” Maury glowered furiously and stood up. He lifted an 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 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 on our collaboration?” President Lewis asked, sounding exasperated. Just one moment ago, he

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

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