The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Henry had just come out of the airport with a medical team formed by a group of stern and meticulous doctors as they followed behind him. If this scene was noticed by someone who knew the industry, they would definitely be shocked! The infamous medical team from Turner’s Hospital! They were not number one, but the only one! “Henry Turner?” Philip let out a cold laugh as his gaze fell on Jeffrey. “You should ask your nephew if he would let me meet you.” Nephew? Could it be Jeffrey? Henry seemed to have realized in an instant and quickly answered respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, there must be some sort of misunderstanding going on. Please pass the phone to Jeffrey, I’ll talk to him.” Philip mildly raised an eyebrow but tossed the phone to Jeffrey who was sitting on the sofa. “Your uncle’s looking for you.” Uncle? Jeffrey burst into anger and slammed a hand onto the table.

words of command made it hard for Jeffrey to breathe. His uncle was furious! “Uncle, you… why would you call this stupid brat?” Jeffrey still could not believe this as he attempted one last time. “Hmph!” Henry, who was hastily rushing out of the airport with his medical team, entered their prearranged Audi A8 L. “What do you mean stupid brat? He’s Mr. Clarke!

see his backer that he had been relying on apologize so fearfully to a young man made him anxious! It made him frightened! Drogo’s heart trembled as sweat started pouring down like a waterfall. Just who had he provoked? Theo and Anna had already broken free and were now standing beside Philip, glaring at Drogo with dark eyes. “Drogo, I’ve already told you that Mr. Clarke is not someone you can afford to provoke!” Thud! Without an ounce of hesitation, Drogo immediately fell to his knees in front of everyone! One of the top five

took Wynn out of the room. In an instant, Drogo’s men were all squatting down on the floor