Chapter 1317
The First Heir
Fulton stood behind Philip, nodded his head, and hummed in response before saying, âYes, Young
Master.â
Philip looked up at the sky, his heart shuddering!
The Clarke family actually had its own door!
The Clarke family actually owned a door that could only be controlled by a single country!
What kind of person was his father?
What was he planning?
Philip felt incredibly weak and bewildered at the moment. It turned out he knew so little about his father.
âHave you entered this door?â Philip asked again.
Fulton shook his head and said, âThe door of the Clarke family is a bit different from other doors. Only
members of the Clarke family are qualified to enter.â
âWhat about the key?â
Philip turned his head and looked at Fulton with some surprise.
Fulton smiled and said, âClarke family members are the key to this door.â
What?
Philip was shocked!
All the other doors needed the so-called key, but this door could only be entered by members of the
Clarke family?
After a moment of silence, Philip asked again, âWhy has father been hiding it from me?â
âItâs not time yet. The secret of the door is too significant. In this world, only a handful of people know
that the Clarke family has a door. This is why all other countries have raised their efforts to find the
fourth door.
âOf course, this secret can hardly be contained any longer. Some people have speculated that the
fourth door is in the Clarke family.
âThe lord has asked me to bring you back this time. Itâs about the door. He needs to explain some
things to you.â
After Fulton finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room was subdued.
Philip put his hands in his trouser pockets and lowered his eyebrows in thought. After a while, he
asked, âIs my motherâs accident related to the door?â
Fulton frowned and looked into Philipâs eyes before nodding. âYes.â
Huff!
Philip took a deep breath. Sure enough, he had guessed correctly.
âWho is it?â Philip asked, his eyes bloodshot.
Fulton shook his head and said, âYoung Master, the lord has given orders about this matter. When the
time is ripe, you will naturally come to learn about the incident.â
Crack!
Philip clenched his fist in his trouser pocket and said angrily, âTime, time, time! Why does he say this
every time? What is he doing? Iâm his son and thatâs his wife. Isnât he the head of the Clarke family?
Isnât the Clarke family the most powerful family in the world? Isnât he a talented genius from that
whatever Nonagon? Why doesnât he even dare to investigate his wifeâs accident?!â
Philip was furious!
This was the grievance and anger that had been bottled up in his heart for more than ten years!
He hated his father!
He was tired of all the overt and covert fighting in that family!
âYoung Master, the lord has unavoidable reasonsââ Fulton tried to explain.
âEnough! I donât want to hear it! Iâll investigate this matter myself!â
After saying that, Philip turned around angrily and left the room.
Fulton stood at the window, looking at the lonely figure that was walking away below. He dialed a
number and respectfully said, âMy lord, the young master has already learned about the door, but he is
haunted by his motherâs accident and seems to hate you even more. Should you tell him the truthâ¦â
On the other end of the phone, the old voice was accompanied by coughs. âLet him hate me. Itâs not
time yet. Those old guys behind the scenes are getting impatient. Letting him know at this time will be
detrimental to him, to Wynn, to my granddaughter, and the unborn child.â
âBut my lord, the door is about to be closed and you can no longer go in. If the young master doesnât go
back and open the door, itâll take another 20 years for it to reopen again,â Fulton said anxiously.
âI know. Find an opportunity and bring him back.â
The call ended.