The First Heir

Chapter 40

“My name’s Theo Zander! Now take your people with you and scram!” Theo roared. This was the first time he felt humiliated, and it even happened right in front of Mr. Clarke. Would Mr. Clarke suspect his capabilities because of this? Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Theo Zander? What’s that? I don’t know it.” Harold was a short-tempered man. He was the manager of a huge amusement park and had stayed in that high position for so many years now, so it was only natural that his temper was a little shorter. “Stop talking nonsense and quickly apologize to my son, or else, don’t even think about leaving!”

Theo Zander? Why does that sound a little familiar? Forget it! Can he be more powerful than I am? I’m the manager here, the king!

Theo was fuming with anger. With a reddened face, he pointed at Harold and roared, “Just try to even f*cking move!” Sh*t, this guy really thought he was a small fry!

“What are you standing there for? Get them! Or do you all want to get fired?” Harold bellowed at his stall.

The workers exchanged glances. What was this situation? Yet, they could not disobey because, with just one sentence from Manager Hill, they would lose their jobs.

“We’re really sorry, sirs. Or why don’t you guys apologize to Manager Hill?” A staff member forced a smile.

“Preposterous! Whoever lays a hand on Mr. Clarke means offending me, Theo Zander!” Theo shouted. He then took out his phone to make a call, sounding furious as he said, “Tiger, bring some men to the amusement park now!”

Seeing Theo calling for backup, Harold, too, wasted no time to call for his. “Get the security team over. I will see just how f*cking invincible you are!”

The anger from both sides was huge. They were like two barrels of explosives, and what was left was for a comet to crash.

Philip, who was standing behind Theo, had no more time to waste. “Mila is still in the amusement park. Get your men here to search the place. I do not wish to have my time disrupted, do you understand?”

Theo respectfully replied, “Mr. Clarke, I’m sorry. This incident must have startled you. I’ve already arranged for my men to come over, and we’ll immediately take care of this madman.”

Philip nodded and stood quietly aside to watch.

Soon, five men in black security guard outfits rushed into the tiny room. They were all holding something that looked like electric shock batons.

“Brother-in-law, the second security team has assembled. Please give your orders on who we should take out.” The security guards’ team leader, Darius Ziegler, was standing respectfully in front of Harold, smiling brightly. This man was Harold’s brother-in-law.

Harold pointed at Theo and Philip. “It’s the two of them. Grab them and beat them up first. If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility.”

When Darius heard this, he immediately smiled as he looked at Theo. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, “Brothers, get to work.”

Seeing as the security guards were about to come over, Theo’s eyes widened in anger as he roared, “If any of you dares to do anything, I, Theo Zander, won’t let you off!”

Darius and his brother-in-law had the same revolting behavior. He chided, “Theo Zander? Do you think you’re the mob king of Riverdale City? With the likes of you and that tattoo, are you pretending to be some bigshot? I think you just have the same name! Who are you trying to scare? Get you ass over here and quietly prostrate or you’ll get a taste of this electric baton.” The baton in his hand shot blue electric sparks, making a crackling sound.

Darius started walking toward Theo and Philip with a cold smile. “Will you kneel, or not?”

Just then, an angry roar sounded from behind the group! “Move the f*ck away!”

More than ten muscular men strode over. The leading man sported a buzz-cut, wearing a short-sleeved navy green shirt and long pants. His tanned skin made him look so much stronger and powerful. This line-up looked so impressive, so overbearing!

The strong men pushed the few security guards aside like they were little chicks.

“Who the f*ck are you guys? Can’t you see that I’m busy?” Darius yelled in dissatisfaction.

“Shut up!” When Harold saw the tiger tattoo on the arm of the buffed leading man, his expression changed. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he gave his brother-in-law a tight slap across his face.

“Brother-in-law?” Darius held a hand to his cheek, looking incredulously at Harold.

However, Harold had already hastened over to the newcomer with a big smile and bending slightly. “Oh my, Brother Tiger, what a rare guest! What brings you here?”

Seeing Harold suddenly put on a smiling face instantly confused everyone. Who was this person? Why did Manager Hill seem to be afraid of him?

“Could it be THAT Brother Tiger? The fiercest general of our mob king, Theo Zander?”

“Holy sh*t! That can’t be! Brother Tiger? He’s the top dog of Lord North Street. Even Manager Hill has to bow when he sees him!”

“Why is he here? Could Theo Zander, Lord Theo, be here as well?”

Harold’s men were exclaiming in hushed voices.

While everyone was still lost in confusion, Brother Tiger ignored Harold who had come up to him and just pushed the man away.

Under Harold’s startled gaze, Brother Tiger led his men over to Theo and Philip, then he bowed, saying, “Brother Theo, Mr. Clarke, sorry I’m late.”

The muscular men in black clothing behind Tiger bowed in unison. “Hello Brother Theo, Hello Mr. Clarke.”

The room fell into a pin drop silence. Everyone present looked incredulously at Theo and Philip. Their eyes widened in disbelief.

Jeremy Hill and his father, Harold were both dumbstruck as they stood like statues, rooted to the spot. Their hands were even trembling slightly. They were baffled. Just what was going on?