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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 2787
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Chapter 2787

However, Philip responded with another violent slap.

Several teeth were knocked out, and Dexter’s mouth was full of blood!

“Am I being insolent or are you?” Philip scolded coldly, “I’m the son of Charlotte Larson, the daughter of the old

family head, and the cousin of the current Larson family head! According to seniority, when a member of the

branch family sees me, you have to give way in respect! Now, I order you to get out of my way. This place is mine!”

After saying that, Philip grabbed Dexter by his collar, picked up the fat man who was almost 200 pounds, and tossed

him aside.

Bang!

Dexter fell heavily to the ground, and Philip took his place grandly. He pointed at Philip and shouted angrily, “You’re

simply outrageous!”

Then, he looked at Silva and wailed, “Patriarch, look at Philip! He…”

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“Enough!” Silva shouted grimly, “Useless thing, get out of here!”

Hearing this, Dexter shrank back, quickly got up from the ground, and cowered to the back.

Philip smiled nonchalantly, sat with his legs crossed, looked around, and said, “Oh, this seat is so uncomfortable.

Does anyone want to switch places with me?”

Hearing Philip’s remark, all core members of the Larson family turned away and pretended they could not see him.

Silva frowned. What exactly was Philip trying to do?

However, when he saw them avoiding his gaze, Philip did not give up. Instead, he pointed at a core member of the

Larson family on the opposite side and said, “You, I want to sit there.”

After saying that, Philip walked over without further ado, dragged the man up from his seat, and sat down in his

place.

The man was anxious and helpless. He looked at Silva and said, “Patriarch, this…”

Silva frowned and shook his head, indicating to him not to say anything.

However, this was not the end. Philip sat down and frowned. “This chair is so hard. How can I sit here? Silva, let me

send you a few chairs later. It’s much better than these ones and more comfortable to sit on.”

After that, he looked at Zayn, whose face was flushed. He said, “That seems to be a good spot, Zayn. Why don’t

you let me sit there?”

Smack!

Zayn could not hold back any longer and slapped the table. He said coldly, “Philip, that’s enough! This is the Larson

family, not the Clarke family! If you don’t want to sit here, get out!”

Philip shrugged and said leisurely, “Okay then. I’ll suffer through this on your account.”

Suffer through this?

Zayn and Silva, as well as the other members of the Larson family, felt surreal upon hearing that It should be them

who were suffering!

Silva thought that Philip’s antics would finally end, but that was not the case.

10 minutes later, a team of heavily armed combatants barged in with chairs.

“Who let you in?” Silva was furious.

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Philip played with his mobile phone leisurely and said, “Silva, don’t be mad. I just placed an order to replace all the

chairs for you. Take it as a welcome gift from me.”

After that, Philip motioned to the guards to come in and forcibly swap the chairs they were sitting on.

Silva calmed his anger and said, “I have to thank you then, Young Patriarch Clarke!”

“You’re most welcome.” Philip smiled lightly.

Silva snorted coldly. It did not matter if the chairs were changed, but after that, they started feeling uncomfortable

and felt hot under their butts.

“Ouch! It’s hot!”

“Damn it! Why is it so hot?”

“How are we supposed to sit like this?”

One after another, the members of the Larson family jumped up in anger and looked at the hot seats.

Silva was furious at this scene. This must be Philip’s doing.

Philip said indifferently, “Since you can’t sit, you may stand.”

Everyone was furious.

Silva said solemnly, “That’s enough. Philip, what’s your motive in playing tricks on us? just tell me what you want.”