The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 259

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Wynn stared directly at Philip, her eyes filled with suspicion.

Just who was her husband, really? Why was a man as powerful as Theo Zander treating him with such respect and gravitas?

It was not just Wynn, either. Martha and Charles were also looking at him with eyes widened in surprise.

They had met Theo Zander before at the Old Master’s birthday.

The Old Master had treated Theo with significant reverence.

Yet now, Theo was treating that useless Philip even more respectfully.

What kind of a sick joke was this?

Martha’s eyes narrowed in suspicion and she looked Philip up and down. She just could not find anything special or impressive about Philip at all.

With that, she was even more certain now that Theo was a nobody too.

If he had to treat a piece of trash with such respect, he must not be all that either.

Had her old father gone blind? Why was he so polite to a mere thug like that?

On the other hand, Manson also blinked slightly when he saw that Philip had really called in reinforcements. He frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

He then exchanged another look with his sister and decided to demand the money anyway.

What was there to be scared of? He was the Chief Staff Sergeant, after all!

He would just arrest anyone who tried to resist!

Hence, Manson abruptly slammed his hand onto the table, making the cups on the table jump. The tea spilled everywhere as he roared, “I don’t have all day, f*ckers! Hurry up and hand over the three million, or else I’m arresting the lot of you!”

“Who did you say you’re arresting?”

Theo turned to face him coldly when he heard that, giving Manson a glare.

Manson was still in the middle of his little tantrum, so he nearly exploded at Theo. When he saw who he was looking at, though, his face instantly turned pale, and his heart pounded in his chest!

What the f*ck!

That was motherf*cking Theo Zander, right?

No way!

Manson thought his eyes were deceiving him, so he blinked hard and asked in a shaky voice, “A-Are you… the Theo Zander?”

Theo straightened up, his expression stern. Holding his hands behind his back, he looked at Manson quietly before saying, “Yes, that’s me.”

Crash!

Manson was so scared that he fell off the couch. Throwing his image to the winds, he crawled back onto his feet and jogged up to Theo. He nodded away as he bowed, his body trembling as he asked, terrified, “M-Master T-Theo… Why are you here?”