Chapter 2653

Ernest frowned but did not betray any other emotions. He turned to Cyril and asked in a low voice,

“What’s going on?”

Cyril shook his head and said, “Don’t worry, Villa Master Turner. With such a big banquet and so many

reporters outside, I don’t think Mr. Clarke would dare to do anything. It’s probably a closed-door

banquet.”

Hearing that, Ernest nodded and made no further comment. However, it was different for the other

heads of families.

Everyone started discussing.

“What’s going on? Why did they close the door? Is this a trap?”

“This is outrageous! How dare they do this in the North? Do they have any respect for the families at

all?”

“Hmph! I want to see what Mr. Clarke is going to do tonight!”

The discussions grew louder, but Ernest and Cyril chose to watch in silence.

The clamor was good. At least, it would intimidate Mr. Clarke and let him know that the North was not

that easy to take over!

After waiting for ten minutes, Philip and the others still did not make an appearance. The heads of the

families in the hall grew anxious.

What the hell? He invited them here, but he was late himself?

The main point was that the door was locked and this made the heads of families a little flustered. Such

flustered emotions slowly spread from a few people to the entire hall.

“Damn it! What the hell? We’ve waited for 20 minutes. Why is Mr. Clarke not here yet?!”

“That’s right? Is he doing this on purpose?!”

“Damn it! The disciple families of the North are not push overs! Why are we still sitting here and

tolerating this?!”

Ernest and Cyril noticed the rising emotions in the hall but remained unperturbed. It was better if they

caused a fuss. That way, they would have a better say.

As the clamor grew louder and emotions heated up, Philip, Fennel, and Leon were sipping tea and

chatting in the side hall.

At this moment, a subordinate walked in and said anxiously, “Young Patriarch, the hall is in a mess right

now. All the heads of the families are shouting and demanding to see you. If you still don’t make an

appearance, I’m afraid they’ll leave.”

Philip chuckled and said, “It’s no rush. Let them shout. We’ll be there in a while.”

However, Leon got up and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, wait no longer. You may not be afraid, but it

won’t be good if the fuss continues. Let’s go over there quickly.”

Philip thought about it, got up, and said, “Okay.”

With that said, Philip left the side hall first and walked toward the main hall.

At this moment, the main hall was very noisy.

“Mr. Clarke has arrived!”

A loud announcement resounded throughout the hall, causing the noisy voices and emotions in the hall

to slowly calm down. All the heads of the families looked in the direction of the door at this moment.

A very young man stood there. He was tall and upright. He was handsome in appearance and his

hands in his trouser pockets as he looked at the crowd indifferently.

Was this the Mr. Clarke who destroyed the Singer family in one day?

He was too young!

Immediately, someone questioned, “Are you Mr. Clarke? You must be an imposter. How could you be

so young? Tell the real Mr. Clarke to come out!”

After someone took the lead, others immediately followed suit and shouted, “Yes, tell the real Mr.

Clarke to come out quickly!”

For a while, the heads of dozens of families echoed.

Philip raised his eyebrows, looked at the head of the family who was the first to speak up, and asked

lightly, “Do you doubt my identity?”