The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 662

At this moment, Quentin was mobilizing people in the inner hall while sternly berating, “Damn you, Trent Longford! I’ll bring my men there personally to catch that guy. I want to see how he’s going to protect him!

“If I can’t take this revenge, I’ll step down as the head of the Quaid family!”

As Quentin’s voice fell, everyone in the hall looked startled and started to persuade him. “Old Master, you mustn’t do this. It’s just a small Riverdale. We can handle it. You just stay here.”

“That’s right. Even if that’s Longford’s territory, anyone who bullies our second young master must pay the price!”

At everyone’s persuasion, Quentin waved his sleeves and said, “That’s enough. I’ve already decided. All of you get ready. We’ll be leaving at any time now.”

With that said, everyone stopped talking.

Suddenly!

“Old Master, it’s bad! Someone has broken into our manor!”

At the door, the butler rushed in and was already out of breath.

Before he finished talking, several bodyguards in black suits with black umbrellas flew in after getting kicked!

At the door, a group of men in black suits gathered quickly, their movements neat and orderly!

Obviously, they were well-trained bodyguards. They all held folded black umbrellas, ready to fight at any time!

“Stop right there. If you take another step, you’ll be killed without mercy!”

The leading captain bellowed sternly at the group of people walking toward the door.

In the hall, Quentin also stared dubiously in that direction.

Someone actually dared to break into Quaid Manor. This was something that had not happened in many years. It was simply too brazen and audacious!

This was Capital City!

“Insolent! Preposterous! Who dares to trespass the Quaid family’s manor?! I want to see what they look like!” Quentin shouted angrily. He pushed aside the bodyguard in front of him and stood at the door, looking very imposing as he glared fiercely at the group of people at the door.

It was none other than Philip Clarke.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked over in a leisurely manner. He was followed by the 12 elites with Theo closely behind. Next to him was Rick, who was already half-prepared, as he watched the Quaids’ bodyguards gathering around them.

They were all well-trained special guards, not ordinary people.

“Quentin Quaid, it has been a while. Your temper is still so bad.”

Philip calmly faced Quentin, and under the setting sun, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, making him appear quite chivalrous.