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.

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.

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

exhibition today, why don’t I show you around myself?” Just 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 about Charles by now as he proactively started to introduce Russell around the place. Although Charles was annoyed, he still followed them and added explanations wherever he felt necessary. The group behind Charles kept nodding as they went, acting as Russell’s entourage. Many people were mumbling

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 too! Seeing Philip stand in front of the painting made Aiden flare up in anger. He walked over with a sullen face and pushed Philip away, berating him, “Get lost. Can’t you see that President Field is here? What are you standing there for? Do you even know how to admire art?” This trash was acting like a know-it-all! Charles, too, was irked. Everyone had come out to welcome Russell, but Philip was just standing there, dazed in front of a painting. What garbage with poor sight!

President Thomas had told him before that Mr. Clarke disliked being conspicuous. However, he had to think of