The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 2086

That night, Philip led 13 members of the Shadow Guards to a famous bar in Glenford, the Buckingham Palace.

Buckingham Palace Bar, located in the most central and prosperous area of Glenford, this was the trendiest entertainment venue. Buckingham Palace was built in the shape of a white castle and decorated with opulence. It had a consumption standard that boasted to be the best in Glenford.

Generally, only the rich and the dandy could come here to have fun.

It was also Philip’s first time here. He looked at 17 next to him, who was wearing a red halter-neck dress and holding his arm. He asked, “Are you sure this is the place?”

17 nodded with a wink and said seductively, “Handsome, it’s here.”

She looked very sexy tonight with a rose tattoo on her exposed back and her shoulder-length hair. It added to a man’s desire to conquer her.

When she and Philip appeared at the entrance of Buckingham Palace, they drew many sideways glances.

Philip had booked the largest private room here. He led 17 and the other 12 Shadow Guards into the room and sat down.

Among them, Brian Pascal was the strongest in the group and also the team captain. He had a somewhat grim face. He appeared cautious and restrained.

“Young lord, why did you bring us to a place like this?”

Brian was a brawny guy with a dark complexion.

Philip shrugged and said, “To have fun, of course. Since my father asked you to follow me, I’ll bring you to relax and unwind! Look at you guys, what are you doing with long faces? Give me a smile.”

Brian frowned. He was an upright person who was usually either on missions or training. He was a bit out of step with society and rather conservative in his thinking. However, this was the young lord’s command, and he could not disobey. He could only sit motionless in place, squeeze out a smile, and not say a word.

Other Shadow Guards were with Brian day and night. Their thinking had also been influenced by him. Everyone seemed uncomfortable.

Philip looked at them helplessly. If he told them to kill, this bunch of people would be full of smiles for sure.

To them, asking them to enjoy themselves in a nightclub would be more painful than killing!

Only 21, could enjoy it a little.

At this time, the bar owner walked in.

It was a middle-aged woman in her 30s in a revealing dress and heavy makeup. She looked sultry from head to toe. Seven or eight young women followed behind her, and they were all dressed glamorously.