Chapter 635
The First Heir
Houston stood behind Blake, watching as the cruise gradually entered the port. âWhy are you so
nervous, Dad? Heâs just a young master from the Quaid family, right? Do you have to be so scared? Itâs
not like we canât live without their help.
âDonât forget, we have an even more powerful patron!â
They had the Wallises from Golden City!
Now, that was a powerful empire!
Houston sounded quite miffed. He had only gotten beaten up because he tried to defend Marcus last
time. At first, he thought that Marcus must surely be capable, since he was the young master of the
Quaids and all, but after what happened last time, he realized that he had been mistaken.
The Quaids from Capital City really were not all that. Their reputation must have been exaggerated.
After all, they did not even dare to do anything to that trash, Philip.
He had waited for so long, but the Quaids did not do a thing.
So much for having four generals in one family!
They were probably bluffing.
That Marcus Quaid was even worse, looking down on the Michaels family like that. As if he was any
better.
Blake turned around and gave his son a glare when he heard that. He knew what his son was thinking,
so he told the boy off, âShut your trap! Youâre the one who started all this, but you just had to drag
Master Marcus into your mess. Do you really think the Quaids are all bark and no bite? Donât say a
single word later. If you dare to run your mouth, Iâll freeze your assets!â
Houston turned pale and swallowed his words with a harrumph.
Blake continued, âI know you want to fight Philip, and I wonât stop you. But you need to know when to
move. Right now, our main mission is to take over Beacon. Once we have Beacon, I donât care what
you do to him and that Wynn Johnston! But before that, donât you dare put a foot out of place!â
The cruise was docking at the port now. Marcus was especially eye-catching in his white suit, walking
down the jetty one step at a time. The old man followed behind him.
This time, Marcus had only brought three people with him, namely Uncle Len, a secretary, and a
bodyguard.
As far as he was concerned, he did not need any other bodyguards as long as he had Uncle Len here.
Blake hurriedly greeted him, all smiles. âMaster Marcus! Thank you for coming all the way.â
When his gaze met that of the old man behind Marcus, Blake did a sudden double-take. He had met
this old man before!
Many years ago, Blake had been fortunate enough to join a dinner party in Capital City. This old man
had been next to the master of the Quaid family back then!
âSir Len! I didnât know you would be here too, sir.â
Blake hastily greeted Len respectfully.
Len simply nodded without a word.
On the other hand, Marcus laughed. âSo Uncle Len is even more popular than I am.â
Blake responded with a laugh as well, explaining, âMany years ago, Master Marcus, I was fortunate
enough to receive an invitation from your father. At that banquet, I happened to meet Sir Len here.â
Marcus did not pursue the matter further, instead saying calmly, âI hope there wonât be any more
accidents during my trip here to Riverdale. Do you understand what I mean, Mr. Michaels?â
Blakeâs body gave a jolt, and he nodded firmly. âDonât worry, Master Marcus. Everything is in order.â
Marcus got into the Lincoln limousine Blake had booked for him, his expression frosty the entire time.
âMaster Marcus, how do you plan to buy Beacon this time?â
Blake ventured in the car.
Marcus had been looking out of the car window, but now he turned toward Blake. Faced with Blakeâs
wide and flattering smile, Marcusâ lips barely curved as he said softly, âIs it just me, Mr. Michaels, or are
you in quite a bit of a rush?â
Blake wiped the cold sweat away from his brow and explained awkwardly, âYou know this as well,
Master Marcus, but Beaconâs new cancer treatment drug will be revealed in a few days. If we canât take
over Beacon before that, it will all be for naught.â
Marcus gave Blake a look. He was in no rush to discuss the project, so he changed the topic, saying, âI
want to go to Beacon myself to see that new cancer drug.â
Blake shuddered at that and said, âMaster Marcus, Iâm sure you know this but⦠Yes, Iâm a member of
Beaconâs board, but we pulled out of the deal, soâ¦â
Just then, Houston leaped into action for some reason, interrupting with, âDad, I think Master Marcus
has a point here. Heâs no stranger, right? Heâs here as an investor, and heâs here representing the
Quaids. We should welcome him with open arms.â
Blake glared at his son. âShut up. You donât know anything!â
Marcus watched their little quibble, saying coolly, âLooks like I overestimated you, Michaels. In that
case, I canât guarantee weâll keep cooperating with you.â
It was a threat, a bold-faced threat!
Blake frowned deeply and forced a smile. âIâll contact Beacon right away, then.â
âNo need for that. Letâs just go there now.â
Marcus said. He already had a plan in mind.