The First Heir (First Heir)

chapter 39

Suddenly, the door of the control room was pushed open, and about seven people entered the room. Jeremy and his group also entered in with satisfaction.

The one in the lead was a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue suit and exuding an imposing aura.

"Who is Philip Clarke?"

Chapter 39

A group of people barged in with the leading middle-aged man who looked extremely strong. He was wearing an expensive suit and had an aura of an authority figure as he shouted as he stepped into the room, shocking the staff inside the control room. The staff quickly greeted, "Master Hill, what brought you here?"

Harold Hill is the superintendent of the Millennium Amusement Park, in charge of facilities, workers, security, and operations within the park. In short, other than the owner, Harold was the second person to hold command in Millennium Amusement Park.

Harold nodded small. With a sharp look, he asked again, coldly, "Who is Philip Clarke?"

Philip frowned slightly and took a step forward. "I."

A few youngsters behind Harold rushed into the room and blocked the exit. The young man that Philip slapped earlier, Jeremy Hill, was now pointing arrogantly at him while saying, "Dad, this is it. He slapped me earlier. You must teach him a difficult lesson!"

So, they're here to fight. Philip raised an eyebrow and glanced at the youngsters. He doesn't see Lynn among them and assumes that he doesn't have the courage to go inside.

"You hit my son?" Harold was furious. His son was his treasure, and he never had the heart to touch it. But today, a poorly dressed man actually hit his son!

Philip did not bother to explain but asked weakly, "What do you want?"

"Hehe, great. I see you have a temperament." Harold looked at him demeaningly. "I apologize to my son and we'll assume this is over. Or, don't even think about getting out of this door." Hearing his words, the staff inside the control room scattering to block the door, looking like guards.

Harold stared coldly at Philip, but Philip snorted. "Aren't you supposed to ask why your son got slapped?" How does this man become someone's father? He simply came without clarifying the situation and apologized. No wonder his son was so full of himself. He learned it from his parents. It is a miracle that this father and son couple can still live comfortably.

With a dark expression, Harold pushed his son forward. "Jeremy, how do you want to take care of this? I'll let you do as you please. If you want her to kneel down, I will make her kneel even if she refuses. Didn't he slap you before? and slap him ten times. Don'worry. I'll be here to take care of everything for you."

Jeremy now acts like a little drama queen with wings growing on his back. He raised his chin proudly and pointed at Philip. "You, get on your knees now, and apologize." He's so naughty and arrogant. It was great to have my parents support me. Didn't you just slap me? I'll return that favor to you tenfold!

Philip frowned. He was worried about Mila now and had no time for nonsense with these unreasonable people. He said coldly, "I advise all of you not to provoke me." If this affects his daughter's search, Philip doesn't mind making this father-daughter couple experience a sense of broken family.

After hearing this, Harold held back a laugh. "Hey, bro, are you threatening me? Do you know who I am?" This fool dared to threaten him. This has never happened in years.

"I don't care who you are. I have an urgent matter now, so please give way." Philip's eyes became ice-cold, and then, he moved to force it out.

However, with a wave of his hand, Harold commanded solemnly, "Hold him! Today, I will let this blind fool know what happens if someone provokes Harold Hill!"

In an instant, the staff surrounded Philip, and it seemed like a dispute was about to break out.

Suddenly, a loud voice shouted from the entrance. "Stop! What are you doing?" Theo has returned with a sweaty head. He barged in, encouraging the people to stand in front of Philip, protecting him as he glared at Harold with a threatening expression like a poisonous snake. What is this group of people trying to do? They have a death wish for trying to touch Mr Clarke!

Harold's expression darkened. He was here to defend his son, so why were there so many troublesome matters? "And who are you? Get lost!" Harold barked ominously as he simmered furiously.

"You don't know me?" Theo asked in return, frowning.

Harold's dumbfounded. After staring at Theo for a moment, he burst into laughter. "Are you an idiot? Why do I have to know you? Oh, you're his friend? Okay, then don't even think about leaving. You two can kneel down and apologize to my son."

Harold really had a death wish. Standing right in front of him was none other than the mafia king, Theo Zander! When was the last time someone pointed at Theo and insulted him? It was around the time he started out as a gangster. Now, more than ten years had passed and no one dared to speak like that to him anymore. Harold Hill was the first, and also the last. Because in Theo's eyes, he's dead.

However, Harold had no idea how many times he had died in Theo's mind. He really didn't know Theo Zander but had only heard of it.