The First Heir (First Heir)

chapter 16

Cause trouble?" Ana frowned. Its aura became colder as the surrounding temperature dropped by several degrees. Anyone who dared to make trouble in the Civil Gallery would have already eaten the bear's heart!

When Allison saw Anna's reaction, her mouth curved into a cruel smile. He pointed at Philip, whose hand was put into his pocket as he stood up casually, and said, "That's right. That's a migrant worker there. He not only caused trouble but even delusions, saying that he wanted to meet you. I scolded him for a moment, but he said I had no right to be in the Civil Gallery. Isn't he an idiot?"

Anna glanced coldly at Allison. Even though she did not like Allison's condescending tone, the girl was still one of her people, so she remained silent. Anna then walked gracefully towards Philip and asked with a flat face, "You're causing trouble?"

Philip glanced at this woman in front of him. Is that Anna Carter? Not bad. Beautiful and very charming. Philip did not reply but quietly took out his phone.

Allison was furious when she saw Philip's indifferent expression. He pointed at her and shouted, "Manager, look! He clearly doesn't respect you! I'll call security immediately to expel him."

Ana nodded. He also did not want to deal with people like this. He had just walked out of his office to greet the honored guest at the door, the new owner of the Civil Gallery, Mr Clarke! If there was a delay, he might even lose his position.

Anna has never seen her new owner. He just has his phone number. And only after pleading with President George Thomas for a long time did he finally give it to her.

"Allison, come with me to greet the guests. Our new owners will come to check the progress of the work." Anna looked at Allison.

Allison nodded before running to call security.

Just then, a melodious ringtone sounded across the room. Everyone is dumbfounded. Anna quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket. The caller ID indicates that it was from Mr Clarke!

"Hello, Mr. Clarke's. Have you contacted? I'll be right out to receive you." Anna's tone instantly changed from icy cold to sweet and respectful.

However, the voice from the other end sounded unhappy. "Look behind you."

Look back? Anna was stunned and immediately turned around. Only about seven workers painted the wall behind him. Oh, there was another young man with a cold expression holding the phone.

Waitaminute! Anna felt like a lightning strike hit her! That's her! He is the new owner!

Without a word, he ran to Philip and bowed ninety degrees to apologize. "Mrs. Clarke, I'm sorry. I'm too blind to recognize you. Forgive my carelessness."

"Anna Carter," said Philip coldly. "I'm not too satisfied with you."

Anna's feet trembled in fear, and her palms were sweating. "Mrs. Clarke, I'm sorry. I didn't know you'd be here early." Anna straightened her back, but still slightly bowed. He looks scared. This is the new owner! A leading figure who held the world in his hands.

George Thomas the richest in Riverdale City had to come here personally to buy the gallery from its previous owner. It should be noted that the previous owner was the bad guy in the city, the influential underground emperor in the legal and underground world, Theo Zander!

Who is Theo Zander? No one in Riverdale City knew him! Born as a bastard, he had climbed, step by step, to the throne of the underworld! Both the legal world and the mafia are afraid of this man. There was nothing he could not do in Riverdale City with just a few words.

Therefore, after serving Theo for so many years, Anna's social status increased as she met more powerful figures. His ambitions also grew more prominent. It was precisely because of this that he was able to understand that the seemingly ordinary Lord Clarke in front of him was the truth! Because when Theo saw George, he became like a little chick in the presence of an eagle and was very humbling himself, while George only said a few sentences back then. 'Whatever my young master asks is not published. Keep a low profile!'

Young master of the richest man in town! What kind of person is he? That's too scary! It was after that meeting that Anna knew that she had to pay close attention to this Mr. Clarke. If possible, he would willingly dedicate his chastity that he had protected for twenty years to this man! All for the words Theo once said to her after she got drunk one day. 'I, Theo Zander, only managed to reach this place today, all thanks to the support of President George! However, President George was only here to accompany his young master and spend some time. He has founded a company and become the richest man in town.'

That's scary! Too scary!

Philip calmly glanced at Anna, then shook his head. "Forget it. Let this be a lesson."

At the time, Allison had just returned with two security personnel. He walked over with a sneer and pointed at Philip. "That's it, throw him out! And when you do, find him to see if he has stolen anything from our gallery. With a sneaky look in his eyes, he must be a thief!"

Philip's gaze turned cold as his eyes narrowed. He let out a cold snort and said to the woman beside him, "Just get ready."

Anna's body is upright. With bulging eyes, he walked up to Allison in his high heels and raised his hand!

"You dare! Who would dare to expel Mr Clarke?" Anna glared at Allison angrily, threatening to tear her apart.

Allison held onto her instantly swollen cheek, asking in disbelief, "Manager, why did you hit me? I didn't throw Mr. Clarke." Allison was furious. He was angry at receiving a slap from his manager for no apparent reason. Therefore, he directed his anger at Philip and shouted, "What are you guys standing there for? Get rid of this trash right now!"

As soon as he finished talking. The slap! That's another blow.

Allison was not surprised. Both hands covered her cheeks.

"Allison Cooper, you're fired! Get lost!" Anna shouted while pointing to the door. He would not let this idiot drag himself along with him.

"Manager, why did you hit me? What's my fault? You're the one who asked me to throw him out. And what right do you have to fire me? I want you to know that my girlfriend is the director here!" Allison was furious. He had hated Anna for a very long time now. This woman is always wandering around her boyfriend. There was a time when they went to a hotel. His girlfriend even called this woman's name! How annoying!

"What rights? With my right as manager here!" said Ana coldly.

"Damn! Anna Carter, don't be so cocky. My boyfriend is the director here, so don't think you can do as you please. Now I'm gonna make my girlfriend complain to the owner about you! " Allison stomped her feet furiously and turned to leave. ******! I'll get my girlfriend now, and you'll be fucked!

Anna shook her head and smiled bitterly. Get owner? The owner is right in front of you, but you don't know.

After which, Anna turned to stand respectfully beside Philip. "Mr Clarke, please follow me."

Philip muttered his answer and followed Anna into the lounge in the deepest area of the gallery.

The waiting room is beautiful. There was an open courtyard with a small pond and a fake mountain. There was even a small bamboo forest. It was like his own world. Not just anyone could enter this relaxing space.

Anna had taken off her coat, leaving only her black shirt. She sat on her knees in front of the tea set as her beautiful hands skillfully prepared the tea. He first washed the tea leaves, brewed the tea, then poured it. Everything is done smoothly.

He then took the cup in his hand and, with gentle steps, walked over to Philip, who was studying some of the paintings on the walls. "Mr Clarke, please have some tea."

Philip took his cup, took a sip, and praised, "Manager Carter's tea-making skills are outstanding. This must be Maojian Green Tea. It's sweet and soft."

"Mr Clarke, you're too good. I didn't know that Mr. Clarke was also an expert in tea." Ana smiled.

"No, I just drank too much, so my mouth is kind of picky." Philip waved his hand.

Anna stunned. How much should one consume to become this knowledgeable about taste...?

"How do you handle Aiden Grant?" ask Philip.

"She's called me a few times, but I've turned it all down. I think he must be very anxious right now," Anna replied.

"OKAY. Ignore him a little longer. When the time comes, just do it as you please" Philip said before rising. "If there's nothing else, I'll go. Do not publish today's events. I don't like to be disturbed."

Ana nodded. "I understand, Mr. Clarke's. President George has instructed us."

Just then, the glass door of the waiting room was pushed open. It was Allison who had left angrily earlier followed behind a bald middle-aged man and a fat belly. Allison crossed her arms with a proud look. The sad expression he had earlier completely disappeared from his face.

"Anna Cooper, what are you trying to do? What right do you have to fire Allison?" The fat man roared as soon as they entered. He then plopped down on the pure white sofa, picked up a cup of tea that Philip had sipped, and scolded, "What kind of trash is this? So bitter!"