The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Caleb was by nature smug and intolerably haughty. All his life, he never once feared anyone. He was quite the classic spoiled rich kid. Unfortunately, however, in his twenty-odd years of life, there was only one person who ever scared him. Just one! That man! The man who had become his nightmare! Proud? Haughty? No one in this world could be prouder or haughtier than that man, Philip Clarke! Caleb still remembered how, so many years ago, that man had come to the capital city with an entourage of special clearance vehicles clearing the traffic for him! Crazy, right? Yet it was true! It was all because Philip had waved his hand and casually said that he would gift the special forces with some cutting-edge military equipment and techniques from abroad. Just like that, those high-ranking officials flooded the hotel Philip was staying in. Back then, Caleb was still young.

His family was rich and powerful, so he did not think twice about offending Philip. Where did that land him? Old Master Zach did not even dare to protest. He simply paid Philip a visit with Caleb in tow to beg for forgiveness. He even broke one of Caleb’s legs! It was all because Philip casually wondered aloud if the Zachs should be allowed to keep existing.

As a result, Old Master Zach led his entire family to apologize to Philip!

an 8.0 scale earthquake in

bottom of his heart. He did not have time to put on his clothes. He just grabbed his phone and hurriedly yelled at his butler, “Hurry, book me a damn flight ticket! For today, I want to go back to the capital! Right now, damn it! I can’t stay here a second longer!” Caleb only had one thought in mind right now, and that was to run! Nino had angered Philip! He must be asking for death! No, he was going to get something worse than death! Just then, however, his phone rang again, sounding like the tolling of his death bells. Did Caleb dare to pick up? Not at all!

just a waste of brain space anyway! A huge idiot! You gotta kill him, Master Clarke! Finish him off! If you don’t want to dirty your hands, I’ll come

roars emanated from the phone on the coffee table.

them did not even dare to stay on their feet. They dropped their weapons and let Theo’s men press them

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