Chapter 2018
The First Heir
Horace walked in with light steps, knelt beside the old man lying on the wicker chair, and said, âFirst
Elder.â
The old man did not say a word and continued to rest with his eyes closed. At his side, the servant
gently waved the fan.
Speaking of Horace Clarke, he had the same seniority as Roger and also belonged to the same
generation. He was one of the few talented people of the main Clarke family.
He was also Rogerâs younger half-brother. His status and identity in the main family were quite high.
He was also highly regarded by Roger.
About ten minutes later, the old man on the wicker chair said with his eyes closed, âLittle Horace, why
are you here?â
Horace knelt on the ground and said, âFirst Elder, the third elder is bringing people to the main family.â
The old man hummed and said, âLet it be, itâs nothing. Itâs time to make some noise. The Clarke family
has been quiet for too long. Itâs good to make a fuss to make things livelier.â
Horace was anxious and hurriedly said, âFirst Elder, Third Elder is bringing a lot of people with him this
time. Iâm afraid that the boy from the main family canât handle it.â
The old man laughed and said, âThat little monkey just returned to the island and has already caused
such a fuss. Since he dares to make trouble, he should know what to do. Why are you worried about
him? Just sit back and watch. The third elder is simply too domineering at times. Itâs not a bad thing if
he can suffer in the hands of that little monkey this time.â
Hearing this, Horace was taken aback and asked, âFirst Elder, do you mean to say that Philip has a
way to handle and solve this matter?â
The first elder turned over and said, âThat brat is a monkey by nature. None of you are as shrewd as he
is. Go back and donât disturb me from sleeping and sunbathing.â
With that said, the first elder stopped talking.
Horace knelt for a few minutes before getting up and leaving the courtyard. As he retreated to the door,
the old man on the wicker chair said leisurely, âUnder the brick at the doorway, you can find my token. If
things really get out of control, you may go over with the token.â
Horace quickly bowed when he heard that and ran to the door, spotting the brick at a glance. He
squatted and turned the brick over. There was indeed a purple- gold token under the brick. However,
the token seemed to have been placed here for a long time. Moss had grown on it.
Horace took it and wiped it carefully with his clothes before he hurriedly left the law enforcement hall.
***
The line of sight returned to Philipâs residence.
At this moment, Desmond Clarke of the law enforcement hall had arrived at the entrance with a big
group of people.
Snap!
The stretcher was placed down.
Desmond stood at the door with gloomy eyes and murderous intent. He roared, âPhilip Clarke, get out
here and accept your death punishment!â
This roar resounded throughout the mountain. The guards around the residence quickly gathered at the
entrance.
Although there were only a few dozen of them, they were fearless and simply blocked the hundreds of
law enforcement hall guards.
Upon seeing this scene, Desmond immediately ordered, âTake them down!â
Biff, bang!
In an instant, these dozens of guards of the main family were disarmed and pressed to the ground.
Then, Desmond stood at the door with his hands behind his back. Looking at the magnificent palace,
he roared, âPhilip, I know youâre hiding inside. Since you did something wrong, you have to come out
and accept the punishment! You killed my great-grandson, Gerry. Iâll take your life as a tribute to my
dead great-grandson!â