The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 539

At the Riverdale branch of the Clarke Group.

The chairman’s office on the highest floor.

Philip stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking out at the sunset outside. There was the red sky the color of wine and the busy streets below.

Hudson Cash was standing behind Philip respectfully.

“The Michaels family from Golden City wants to pull out of their deal with Beacon. Mobilize our businesses in the pharmaceutical industry to fill the gap the Michaels will leave behind.”

Philip said calmly, his eyes faintly cold.

Hudson looked pale. “Young Master, that might be slightly difficult.”

“Difficult?”

Philip turned around, his expression cold as he looked at Hudson.

Hudson had broken out into a cold sweat as well, his waist bowed low. “Young Master, you don’t have the right to use any of the family’s resources anymore. Madam Wallis put a family restraining order on you, just an hour ago. She even froze the billion bucks you wanted to invest into Beacon.”

A family restraining order?

Philip’s brow furrowed deeply, his expression covered in ice.

Bam!

At the same time, someone opened the door to the chairman’s office from outside.

Giada Wallis appeared at the door, dressed in a white gown and draped in jewelry. She strode in gracefully, followed by eight bodyguards.

She was elegant, her make-up delicate. Her every smile made her look like the perfect embodiment of a rich wife.

“Madam.”

Hudson hurriedly turned around and greeted her with respect, but then he quietly retreated to a corner.

Philip looked at Giada coolly. She took off her shades, and next to her, her assistant Vivian took out a sheet of paper. There was the golden seal of Arcadia Island on it, as well as his father’s personal signature.

“Starting from now, Philip, your right to inherit the family matters is suspended. This is the restraining order the family cast on you, and you will no longer have access to the Clarkes’ influence, funds, or connections.”

Giada said in a tone of ice, the corners of her mouth curved into a faint smile.

Philip frowned deeply and grabbed that sheet of gold-inlaid paper. He only had to glance at it to confirm what he feared.

That really was his father’s signature.

Confused, Philip raised his gaze and looked at Giada coldly. “What did you do to my father?”