The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 152

He used another phone and called Al Hopper. The call was only answered after a long while.

“Juan, are you surprised that it’s me?”

Juan trembled at the familiar voice. His hands and feet turned cold as sweat started to roll down his forehead in beads.

“Philip? How did you…”

Juan’s words were stuck in his throat.

This was Al’s number but Philip was the one who answered the phone. Even a pig-brained idiot would know what was going on.

“Where’s Al?” Juan controlled his frantic emotions and asked.

“In front of your house,” Philip said calmly. Then, there was a muffled voice coming from the phone.

Juan was shocked. He stood up from the sofa and ran to the window, looking outside through the glass.

Two black Mercedes-Benzs were parked in front of the entrance of the mansion. Their tail lights were shining in an ominous red glow.

There was a man at the hood of the car. He was smoking a cigarette. The red glow of the cigarette caused Juan to panic.

Philip!

How did he get here so fast?

Bang!

Before Juan could come back to his senses, the door of the mansion was being opened forcefully. Tiger and ten of his men barged inside instantly.

The men in black immediately surrounded the living room.

Another loud bang.

Al was kicked to the front of the sofa by Tiger. There was a green tape across his mouth. He knelt on the ground with his face bruised and swollen. He looked deplorable.

Everything happened too fast.

Juan did not even have time to register what was going on.

Theo walked in from the door. Philip followed behind him slowly and threw his cigarette butt on the floor. He put out the cigarette with his foot and strode inside.

He ignored everyone in the room and walked straight to the sofa to sit down. Then, he looked around the mansion.

“I never thought that I’d be visiting your place three years later,” Philip said calmly.

Juan was covered in cold sweat. He was shocked by the sight in front of him.

Was that not the underground king Theo who was standing respectfully next to Philip?

What… What was going on?

Rip!

Tiger ripped the tape off of Al’s mouth. Al started kowtowing non-stop, begging for forgiveness. He wailed loudly, “Mr. Clarke, please have mercy! Please have mercy on me, Mr. Clarke! Please show some leniency to me, Mr. Clarke! I was wrong! I’ll never do it again. It was all Juan’s idea! He was the one who asked me to do that!”