All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Philip Clarke lifted his gaze and was met with a familiar face. That person was wearing an expression of mocking sarcasm.“Weslie Warren?”Philip frowned. They had been classmates during their university days. In fact, they both fell for Wynn Johnston, making them more of rivals to be exact.However, Wynn had chosen to be with the talented Philip Clarke in the end.In regards to that, Wesley still held grudges.He was not any less of a man than Philip was as far as he was concerned. Yet, why did Wynn choose Philip over him?Not to mention, Philip did not have much going for him from what Wesley had heard. Philip’s plan to start his own business failed and he now resorted to earning his keep through delivering food. His daughter was diagnosed with Congenital Heart Defect, and his marriage with Wynn was no longer the way it used to be.The worse the turn Philip Clarke’s life had taken, the more hatred Wesley felt in his heart.It was only normal for men to hold grudges when the l

“Young Master, it’ll cost you 18 billion to buy Arc de Triumph as there are 50 branches throughout the entire country.”On the other side of the line stood George before the floor-to-ceiling window. He was reading off the data report in his hand. His secretary had gotten him a full list of Arc de Triumph’s assets and financial statements pretty much the moment Philip asked. “I don’t care how many billions it costs, I want it bought.” Philip Clarke sounded evidently annoyed. “Very well, Young Master,” George replied and made another call. Instantly, numerous direct calls were made from Riverdale to Arc de Triumph’s headquarters in Capital City. That night, a mysterious force began to operate secretly in Riverdale and Capital City. By the side, Wesley stared coldly at Philip and mocked. “Oh? It has been so long since we met. I see your ability to lie through your teeth has gotten better. Purchasing Arc de Triumph? What a bold statement to make.” ‘Who does he think he is, b

Wesley Warren flushed a deep red! He had been humiliated! ‘How dare this piece of trash say such things? ‘How dare he threaten to throw me and dad out of Arc de Triumph?!‘Where did this idiot get his bravery from? ‘Fish Leong? ‘This was preposterous!’ “So Philip Clarke, does this mean that as long as I’m not thrown out of Arc de Triumph by the end of today, I’ll hear a ‘Master Wesley’ from your mouth as you kneel before me?” Wesley was pissed. The corners of his lips lifted into a sneer as he spoke. Perhaps, all that Philip had left was his ability to bluff. “Slim chance. Hardly probable.” Philip did not want to entertain Wesley either, considering his goal here was to have dinner. He never planned to stir trouble, but the other had done nothing but humiliate him the entire time. To turn a blind eye would be a disgrace to his identity as the heir to his family’s fortune! ‘So Wesley Warren wants to be arrogant? ‘So he thinks he holds the higher ground? ‘Very w

“Samuel Warren! Don’t just call me when you feel like it and make me clean up after you! This is a difficult time right now. You could put me in danger for this!” From the other end of the line was the voice of a pissed and irked man. Samuel was far from angry and replied in a flattering tone, “Johann, my brother! Something came up, you see. I can only turn to you, Brother.” Johann Sullivan was Samuel’s source of power in Riverdale. It was thanks to Johann that he was where he was today. As a result, he had paid a considerable amount of respect in return. It was just that Johann had specified not to contact him unless something great occurred.Johann begrudgingly left his bed and wore his presbyopic glasses. “What happened?” Samuel was not a horrible person. He knew the rules, so something big must have happened for him to call him this late at night. “Something’s happened to the company, Johann. There’s a young man by the name of Philip Clarke who wants to buy our com

Samuel’s expression darkened even more after seeing how overbearing the other party was. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, “Mr. Clarke, please forgive where you may. There’s no need to be so extreme.” Philip stared back quietly. Samuel could not hold himself back anymore and lashed out in rage. “Philip Clarke, don’t you dare push your luck! I have been dealing in Riverdale for many years now. My net worth is beyond hundreds of millions! The people I know are those you absolutely can’t afford to provoke! If you know what’s best for you, leave this as it is, otherwise, I’ll be fighting you to the very end!” He was truly enraged. He had never suffered such an injustice in his life before. Even after taking a step back, the other party still refused to yield a step. However, Philip remained silent. “Alright, just wait and see!” With that, Samuel dug out his phone and dialed Johann’s number. “Brother Johann, you must help me out! There’s a kid who’s determined to mess wi