The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 259

Wynn stared directly at Philip, her eyes filled with suspicion. Just who was her husband, really? Why was a man as powerful as Theo Zander treating him with such respect and gravitas? It was not just Wynn, either. Martha and Charles were also looking at him with eyes widened in surprise. They had met Theo Zander before at the Old Master’s birthday. The Old Master had treated Theo with significant reverence. Yet now, Theo was treating that useless Philip even more respectfully. What kind of a sick joke was this?

Martha’s eyes narrowed in suspicion and she looked Philip up and down.

She just could not find anything special or impressive about Philip at all.

was a nobody too. If he had to treat a piece of

cups on the table jump. The tea spilled everywhere as he roared, “I don’t have all day, f*ckers! Hurry up and hand over the three million, or else I’m arresting the lot of you!” “Who did you say you’re arresting?” Theo turned to face him coldly when he heard that, giving Manson a glare. Manson was still in the middle of his little tantrum, so he nearly exploded at Theo. When he saw who he was looking at, though, his face instantly turned pale, and his heart pounded in his chest! What the f*ck! That was motherf*cking Theo Zander, right? No way! Manson thought his eyes were deceiving him, so he blinked hard and asked in a shaky voice, “A-Are you… the Theo Zander?” Theo straightened up, his expression stern. Holding his hands behind his back,

trembling as he asked, terrified, “M-Master T-Theo… Why are you here?”

indeed! It was all over! Manson was feeling very sorry for himself right now. Today might be the end of him, considering he offended someone so important. “S-Sorry! I didn’t know any better, Master Theo, forgive me!” Manson hurriedly bowed his head in an apology. As everyone watched on in surprise, he then turned to Philip and apologized to him too. “Um… Mr. Clarke, right? I’m sorry. I was wrong. I’m a dog who can’t tell right from wrong. Please spare me just this once.” As he said that, Manson abruptly turned toward his sister, giving her a look. “Come on, apologize to Mr. Clarke, and the lady with him. Apologize to their parents too!” Right now, Manson had only one thought in mind. He just wanted

change in attitude after he saw that man. She jeered coldly, “What’s wrong with you, Manny? Who the hell is he, and why do you have to treat him so nicely? He looks normal to me. You’re the Chief Staff Sergeant! Why are you scared of him?” Manson wanted nothing more than to