The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

At this thought, Charles glanced at Philip, who was standing idly in a corner.

He snorted in annoyance and mumbled, “What a useless man!” Philip noticed his father-in-law looking at him, so he gave him a bright smile, but the older man only rolled his eyes at him. Okay, so the older man really did think nothing of him. Just then, outside of Civil Gallery, a luxurious Bentley stopped at the entrance. A few female receptionists quickly rushed over.

Russell Field had specifically come to Civil Gallery today because he heard that there would be a treasure from China’s Ming Dynasty displayed today.

there would be a rare piece on display, of course, he had to see it with his own eyes! Soon after he stepped into the gallery, Russell’s identity caused an uproar. “Oh god! Isn’t that President Field from Civil Trading Group?” “The grandmaster of collectors is actually here!” “This is too shocking. Charles’s painting has even intrigued this great man!” Many of the aristocrats in Riverdale greeted Russell respectfully upon seeing him and started fawning over the man. Not just because he was a famous collector,

the innermost corner of the gallery with a bright smile. There was a group of people following behind him, all of them his friends. “Oh my, it’s an honor to have Master Russell personally visit my exhibition. Please forgive me for not going out to meet you.” Charles was very excited. For the grandmaster of collectors, Russell Field, to make a personal visit, meant that his fame was about to shoot up tremendously for the grandmaster of collectors. “Mr. Johnston, you’re too kind. I’m just here today because I’ve heard great things. I will be imposing on you.” Russell politely shook

after he spoke, the facial expression of Charles, who was standing behind Aiden, turned dark. Did this brat not see that he was standing there? Did anyone need him to show the man around? However, Aiden had completely forgotten

take a look, he came to the most luxurious part of the exhibition hall with Aiden. There was a painting hung behind a glass display. In front of that display stood a young man. When Russell looked over and saw the familiar silhouette, he got excited! Mr. Clarke was here

him. Russell immediately stopped in his tracks, understanding Philip’s message. President Thomas had told