Chapter 45
The First Heir
Leonâs mind was now like a roller-coaster, in complete chaos.
My name is Leon Larson, and I am now in a state of panic! There are thirty armored cash carriers
outside the door, waiting in a line. Beside each car are four SWAT officers carrying loaded guns.
Theyâre all wearing black battle uniforms, black helmets, and carrying black guns. Yes, itâs not the
regular armored car escorts who carry rubber bullets. These are real bullets. Because the sum was too
huge, the bank has contacted the SWAT team urgently, and they have sent more than a hundred
SWAT officers over to escort the money. This was all done in less than ten minutes.
Philip calmly looked at Leon whose forehead was now covered in sweat and said, âI called them here.â
Boom! Leon felt his mind explode. His hands kept shaking. He was from a wealthy family and knew full
well how terrifying a person is to send over so much cash in such a short time! His scalp felt prickly as
he experienced despair for the first time. However, he was reluctant to give in.
âImpossible, thereâs no way! Thereâs no way that youâre the one who called them!â Leon could barely
stand still. He took his phone to call his father frantically. Find Dad, Dad can definitely solve this!
However, before he even spoke, furious yells flowed from the other end of the call, âStupid brat, have
you gone insane? Who did you provoke?â Lewis was currently going mad with anger at the presidentâs
office of his own company. Not too far from him stood an old man in a swallow-tail coat, holding a gold
and black walking stick, wearing a calm expression.
George Thomas had personally come to Prime Harvest Group.
After Lewis roared a few more times into the phone, he ended the call and smiled flatteringly at
George. âPresident Thomas, Iâm so sorry. My son has caused trouble. I will personally go and
apologize to Master Clarke now.â
George shook his head. The tall female secretary beside him immediately handed Lewis a corporate
acquisition contract. âMr. Larson, our young master plans to acquire your business. This is the
agreement with the buying price of three hundred million. Please sign it,â George said indifferently. His
tone did not sound like it was a negotiation, but an order.
Lewisâs heart shuddered. Clenching his fists tight, he forced out a smile and asked, âPresident Thomas,
do I need to? Why donât I personally apologize to Young Master Clarke?â This company was Lewisâs
life. While it was true that his company was worth three hundred million, but if he handed it away so
suddenly, how would Lewis ever keep his status in Riverdale City? He had a very ambitious goal, which
was to enter the national market.
âLewis Larson, this is not a negotiation. Itâs my young masterâs intention. Please sign it.â George
maintained an indifferent attitude. His eyes were narrowed with a barely visible glint.
Lewisâs back was drenched in a cold sweat. With gritted teeth, he held up the pen with much difficulty
as he signed his name on the agreement.
Could he have refused to sign it? This man before him was George Thomas, the wealthiest man in
Riverdale, worth more than tens of billions! If his young master wanted to acquire his company, how
would he dare to refuse? If he ever dared to, what awaited him would definitely be a devastating blow.
Moreover, his companyâs growth was all thanks to President Thomasâs investment and support during
its early days.
After signing his name, Lewis felt the energy leave his body all at once as he sat, powerlessly onto the
sofa.
George smiled and said, âLewis Larson, you really do have a clear view of things. Now, please come
with me.â
Lewis nodded. The moment he stood up, it was like he had grown ten years older. That shrewd spark
seemed to have disappeared from his muddled eyes. He now resented that good-for-nothing son of
his.
Back to Philip and Leon. After Leonâs father had admonished him, he was dumbstruck, completely at a
loss of what he should do next. The crowd of onlookers outside was getting bigger and bigger as they
chattered among themselves. The live room on his phone was a hit. Its popularity had now crossed
over millions! The screen was filled with popped up comments like, âtycoonâ, âawesomeâ, âgod of fortune,
please let me pray to youâ and etcetera. Thirty armored cash carriers were such a spectacular display
none of them had ever seen before in their lives!
âLeon, Iâve told you before that you have to apologize to my daughter today,â Philip said coldly. âNow,
Iâm giving you a choice. Either you go outside now and apologize to my daughter in front of everyone,
or slap yourself ten times.â
Hehehe! Leon laughed. It was a hysterical laugh. He was from a rich family. He was the young master
of Prime Harvest Group! Of course, he had his pride! âYou want me to apologize to that b*tch? Dream
on! So what if you have money? Itâs not like you can force me to sell the company!â Leon gave a
frightening smirk. He held the phone up, pointing the camera at Philip and said, âEveryone, take a good
look, this is him! If anything happens to me, make a police report on my behalf!â
A police report? Bam! Philip went over and kicked Leon hard in the stomach, making the boy fall flat on
his face. He then snatched the phone from Leonâs hand, stared straight at the camera, and adjusted
the clarity, curving his lips slightly. Philip said politely, âEveryone in this live stream room, hello. My
name is Philip Clarke, Mila Clarkeâs father. My three-year-old daughter had accidentally gotten cake on
this young master of Prime Harvest Group, and he slapped her. As a father, I canât tolerate my
daughter being bullied. So, I have decided to spend three hundred million dollars to acquire Prime
Harvest Group to make this young master here, who was looking down at my daughter and me,
apologize to my daughter.â
It was only a simple statement, but that live room instantly went into a great uproar.
The man had actually spent three hundred million to buy a company!
âDaddy, are you looking for another kid, Daddy? I can be your son.â
âHey, the commenter above me, youâre my little brother, call me âOlder Brotherâ!â
In an instant, the atmosphere of the live chat room changed, and everyone started attacking Leon while
many people cheered for Philip.