The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 649

“His last name is Clarke, but he probably isn’t from that group.”

The butler replied, but he did not say any more than that.

“Probably? Look into it again!”

The middle-aged man lost interest in the topic and said calmly, “Keep a close eye on what the Quaids do now. If they try anything unusual, tell me immediately. As for that Philip Clarke fellow, try to keep him alive if possible.”

“Yes, sir.”

The butler left the room, leaving the middle-aged man alone in the large study. He continued to admire the painting on the wall, marveling at its beauty.

However, just then, the door to the study flew open, and an old man leaning on a cane appeared at the door.

The middle-aged man hurriedly ran to the old man and said respectfully, “Why did you come down here, Father? It’s so late!”

The old man sat on the couch and coughed softly before saying, “I hear that the Quaid’s son was castrated?”

This was Old Master Joo, the foundation of the Joo family and the person with the most say!

He was the emotional center of the entire family!

As long as Old Master Joo remained strong, the Joo family would always stay at the top of Capital City’s four military families!

The middle-aged man poured his father some tea and took a seat next to the old man, saying politely, “That’s right. The Quaids are probably tearing out their hair right now.”

“I see.” The old man nodded and said, “Did you find out who did it?”

“We did. It’s a young man named Philip Clarke, and he was pretty ruthless about it. According to our sources, the Quaids wanted to take over Riverdale, but their boy Marcus went and caused some unexpected trouble. He was castrated for his efforts.”

The man relayed the information to his father honestly.

“What did you say? His name is Philip Clarke?”

The old man’s expression changed suddenly, his eyes widening.

“That’s right. What’s the matter, Father? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

The middle-aged man hastily tried to comfort his father when he saw the old man’s sudden burst of emotion, patting the latter’s chest.

Old Master Joo shoved his son aside, beaming brightly. “Haha, so it’s that brat! No wonder! Seven years, it’s been seven years since I last heard of him.”

The middle-aged man was confused by his father’s rambling. “Father, do you know that Philip Clarke person?”

He could not understand how. His father only dealt with a very specific group of people, so how would he know a completely unrelated, unassuming young man?

“Nonsense!”

Old Master Joo stood up and rammed his cane into the tiled floor. “Have you forgotten what happened to the first son of the Quaid family back then?”

The first son of the Quaid family…

Wait, could it…?!

But how?!

“Could it be…?!”