Hearing that, Zayn frowned and said, “Since you know it’s him, why aren’t you taking action?”
Silva huffed and said, “I want to, but he’s the young patriarch of the Clarke family, so how could I? Are we supposed to oppose the Clarke family?”
Zayn shook his head and said with uncertainty, “Then what should we do? Are we going to just let that brat ruin our businesses?”
Silva snorted and said, “Go there in person and find some people. Take care of those people with money if you can. If you run into some stubborn ones, you might as well cause some bloodshed and scare them.”
Zayn nodded and said, “Okay, I’ll arrange it right away.”
Back to Philip’s side. He was chatting and drinking with Fennel and the others. Suddenly, someone rushed in at the door and shouted, “Young Patriarch Clarke, Silva Larson wants to see you outside.”
Philip smiled and said, “The old fox is here… Let him in.”
Soon, Silva walked in with an entourage.
As soon as he entered the door, he asked with a smile on his face, “Young Patriarch Clarke, how is everything? Are you used to staying here? If you lack anything, just tell the servants and they’ll make arrangements.”
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