The First Heir

Chapter 41

Harold’s scalp was feeling prickly. His face was pale. “Brother Tiger, you’re…”

Tiger Zander finally noticed him. He looked up in surprise and asked, “Manager Hill, what are you doing here?”

What the… Harold felt like he was about to vomit blood. Did Tiger really not see him standing there? This was his amusement park, after all, his turf! However, Harold did not have the time to mind that now. When he recalled Tiger’s respectful attitude as the man addressed that two people earlier, Harold had a bad feeling about it. He forced out a smile and asked, “Brother Tiger, these two people are…”

“This is my older brother, Theo Zander, Brother Theo. And this is Mr. Clarke, my brother’s honored guest,” answered Tiger.

Tiger Zander was the top dog of Lord North Street, and Millennium Amusement Park was situated in this Lord North Street. Harold had been working here for many years now, so he naturally knew Tiger Zander’s strength and influence. He also knew that Tiger’s backer was the mob king of Riverdale City, Theo Zander!

At this point, Harold’s face was pale as a sheet. Oh no… oh no… Did I just scold Theo Zander? And I even asked Lord Zander’s honored guest to kneel and apologize to my son? Wait… My brother-in-law seemed to have said worse things.

“Lord… Lord Zander… Mr. Clarke…” Harold could feel his legs shaking. It’s over. Who have I provoked?! Harold was wailing out loud inside. He knew full well that his next actions would determine whether he would survive this incident.

By now, Tiger seemed to have realized that something was wrong. Although he was ripped and a man among men, he was quite sensitive on the inside. Otherwise, he would have never become Theo’s number one general!

Tiger put on a greasy smile. “Harold Hill, are you the one who provoked Brother Theo and Mr. Clarke?” His tone was ice-cold and probing.

“This… This is all just a mistake, a mistake,” Harold quickly explained with a bow.

However… Slap!

Tiger’s expression darkened. He went over and threw a vicious slap across the man’s face, admonishing, “Harold Hill, you’re able to keep working here because I took care of you! Now that your wings have strengthened, you’re off to provoke Brother Theo and Mr. Clarke?”

Tiger immediately turned to Theo and said fearfully, “Brother Theo, it was my incompetence that has caused my underlings to offend you. I will take full responsibility for this incident. Don’t worry. This guy is dead!”

When he saw Tiger with such a humble attitude, Harold felt like his heart had dropped into a frozen abyss. Jeremy and Darius, who were standing behind him, were like stubbed out explosives. They could only suppress themselves, not daring to breathe another word.

Darius was now mentally prepared to die. To think he had just been scolding Theo Zander, the mob king! Oh god! The person he idolized most was Lord Zander, and he even dreamed of becoming the man’s underling! But that was all over now. He had destroyed that possibility with his own hands.

Thud! Harold immediately fell to his knees and begged, “Brother Theo, I’m sorry, I was too blind to recognize you, please forgive me this time. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

But Theo only answered indifferently, “There’s no use apologizing to me. You should apologize to Mr. Clarke.”

“Mr. Clarke, Mr. Clarke, please have some compassion and forgive me. I won’t ever do it again.” Harold turned to kneel in front of Philip, crying almost instantly.

He was afraid… terrified. Standing before him was Brother Tiger and Lord Zander. With just a stomp of their feet, these people can cause the whole city to quake! His family’s well being was now hanging by a thread.

Philip said nothing but glanced at him.

Darius, too, was frightened and quickly dropped to his knees, prostrating in apology. Jeremy and his group felt weak in their knees as they trembled in fear.

“Forget it, just teach them a lesson or two,” Philip said faintly as he looked at Harold. “You, get the amusement park staff to look for my daughter this instant.”

“Yes, yes, at once!” Harold quickly stood up and led his men out.

Before he left, Harold gave his son a hard slap across the face. “Grow some brains and stop provoking people. I don’t want to have to clean up your mess every time you cause trouble!”

Jeremy dared not retort a single word. He only turned to glance at Philip, still feeling startled. Isn’t this guy Lynn’s cousin brother-in-law? Isn’t he just a piece of trash? How did things turn out like this?