The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Henry had just come out of the airport with a medical team formed by a group of stern and meticulous doctors as they followed behind him. If this scene was noticed by someone who knew the industry, they would definitely be shocked! The infamous medical team from Turner’s Hospital! They were not number one, but the only one! “Henry Turner?” Philip let out a cold laugh as his gaze fell on Jeffrey. “You should ask your nephew if he would let me meet you.” Nephew? Could it be Jeffrey? Henry seemed to have realized in an instant and quickly answered respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, there must be some sort of misunderstanding going on. Please pass the phone to Jeffrey, I’ll talk to him.” Philip mildly raised an eyebrow but tossed the phone to Jeffrey who was sitting on the sofa. “Your uncle’s looking for you.” Uncle? Jeffrey burst into anger and slammed a hand onto the table.

him this instant! Or else, you’ll be in serious trouble!” That ice-cold tone and his words of command made it hard for Jeffrey to breathe. His uncle was furious! “Uncle, you… why would you call this stupid brat?” Jeffrey still could not believe this as he attempted one last time. “Hmph!” Henry, who was hastily rushing out of the airport with his medical team, entered their prearranged Audi A8 L. “What do you mean stupid brat? He’s Mr. Clarke! How dare you be so disrespectful! Kneel and beg for Mr. Clarke’s forgiveness this instant or I’ll disown you!” Jeffrey gave up completely. His uncle was really mad with anger! How had things turned out like this? He lifted his head. The sweat on his forehead drenched his wound and the piercing pain instantly sobered him up. He ran over quickly to humble himself and said,

so fearfully to a young man made him anxious! It made him frightened! Drogo’s heart trembled as sweat started pouring down like a waterfall. Just who had he provoked? Theo and Anna had already broken free and were now standing beside Philip, glaring at Drogo with dark eyes. “Drogo, I’ve already told you that Mr. Clarke is not someone you can afford to provoke!” Thud!

the whole room. Philip watched coldly. “Anna, take Wynn away.” “Understood.” Anna led two men away as they took Wynn out of the room. In an instant, Drogo’s men were all squatting down on