The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

“My name’s Theo Zander! Now take your people with you and scram!”

Theo roared. This was the first time he felt humiliated, and it even happened right in front of Mr. Clarke. Would Mr. Clarke suspect his capabilities because of this? “Theo Zander? What’s that? I don’t know it.” Harold was a short-tempered man. He was the manager of a huge amusement park and had stayed in that high position for so many years now, so it was only natural that his temper was a little shorter. “Stop talking nonsense and quickly apologize to my son, or else, don’t even think about leaving!” Theo Zander?

Forget it! Can he be more powerful than I am? I’m the manager here, the king! Theo was fuming with

you all want to get fired?” Harold bellowed at his stall. The workers exchanged glances. What was this situation? Yet, they could not disobey because, with just one sentence from Manager Hill, they would lose their jobs. “We’re really sorry, sirs. Or why don’t you

on Mr. Clarke means offending me, Theo Zander!” Theo shouted. He then took out his phone to make a call, sounding furious as he said, “Tiger, bring some men to the amusement park now!” Seeing Theo calling for backup, Harold, too, wasted no time to call for his. “Get the security team over. I will see just how f*cking invincible you are!” The anger from both sides was huge. They were like two barrels of explosives, and what was left was for a comet to crash. Philip, who was standing behind Theo, had no more time to waste.

he looked at Theo. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, “Brothers, get to work.” Seeing as the security guards were about to come over, Theo’s eyes widened in anger as he roared, “If any of you dares to do anything, I, Theo Zander, won’t let you off!” Darius and his brother-in-law had the same revolting behavior. He chided, “Theo Zander? Do you think you’re the mob king of Riverdale City? With the likes of you and that tattoo, are you pretending to be some bigshot? I think you just have the same name! Who are you trying to scare? Get you ass over here and quietly prostrate or you’ll get a taste of this electric baton.” The baton in his hand

What brings you here?” Seeing Harold suddenly put on a smiling face instantly confused everyone. Who was this person? Why did Manager Hill seem to be afraid of him? “Could it be THAT Brother Tiger? The fiercest general of our mob king, Theo Zander?” “Holy sh*t! That can’t be! Brother Tiger? He’s the top dog of Lord North Street. Even Manager Hill has to bow when he sees him!” “Why is he here? Could Theo Zander, Lord Theo, be here as well?” Harold’s men were exclaiming in hushed voices. While everyone was still lost in