The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

“Of course,” answered Aiden proudly. Russell already knew that Aiden would say this. Hiding a smile, he continued to ask, “May I know which friend did Mr. Grant buy this from?” Upon hearing this, the delight on Aiden’s face grew. Could Russell want to be acquainted with that friend of his? This was an excellent opportunity for him to befriend Russell.

“President Field, his name is David White, the owner of an antique market.

He’s quite famous. I can call him over this instant.” Aiden smiled. “There’s no need.” Russell waved then took out his phone to say smilingly, “I’m acquainted with David White.” Of course, Russell knew David White. The man was a famous antique market owner, but at the same time, he had a notorious reputation within the community. The reason was that David was an expert at selling counterfeits and forged pieces. He often sold off his fakes to people who did not know better, and it looked like David had tricked Aiden. However, Russell did not feel an ounce of pity for him. He dialed the number and said faintly, “Mr. White, how are you doing?” On the other end of the call came the steady voice of a middle-aged man. With the typical tone of a dishonest trader and a voice deliberately pitched high, the man said, “Oh my, why did Master Russell call me up so suddenly today?

vintage wooden armchair as he sipped on some tea. “Stop with all that nonsense and make a trip over to Civil Gallery,” Russell said rudely then hung up. David was not infuriated by this.

his Porsche and

in an attempt to flatter Russell as he said, “Master Russell knows Mr. White too? What a coincidence!” Russell did not say anything but

over, it must have something to do with the painting. Suddenly, a phone rang. In a corner, Philip received a text message from Russell, reading: Mr. Clarke, please don’t worry. I’ll teach this Aiden a lesson on your behalf. Philip looked up to see Russell smiling at him. After giving it a little thought, Philip decided not to stop him. Aiden, who had caught sight of this, was instantly annoyed. He went to Russell’s side and gossiped, “President Field, you shouldn’t waste your time on that Philip.” Russell’s expression darkened, but he did not say anything. On the inside, he had

When Aiden saw David, he smiled and nodded at the man as a form of greeting. It was thanks to David’s painting that he could earn such high

well.” David was stunned. He bowed and answered, “That’s not true.