The First Heir
Chapter 889

Chapter 889

Hardy snorted. “Another buffoon who doesn’t know what’s good for him.”

Klein frowned and glared at Hardy furiously!

Mack quickly interrupted. “We’re not hungry. We hope Third Master Hane can deal with this matter assoon as possible and we can return to our stations too.”

Klein retracted his gaze. With a face full of smiles, he returned to his pretentious harmoniousdemeanor. He signaled to Baloo to continue his investigation while he remained in the courtyard withMack and the others.

He had no alternative. If they refused to enter the house, Klein could not enter either. He needed to usehis identity to suppress them.

Baloo brought his people into the dimly lit room and saw Philip sitting leisurely inside through themodified glass wall.

Without further ado, Baloo pushed the door open and entered the room.

Chip’s back was already drenched with sweat at this moment. When he saw Baloo walking in, hebreathed a sigh of relief and said, “Baloo…”

Baloo waved his hand and said, “You can leave. I’ll take it from here.”

Chip nodded and quickly walked out.

After he went out, he stood at the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure inside was too intense!

That Philip Clarke gave him a feeling of a sleeping tiger that was ready to swallow people whole at anytime!

In the dimly lit room, Baloo sat down, looked at Philip sitting across from him, and smiled before saying,“Hello, we meet again.”

Philip raised his eyebrows and glanced at Baloo with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Then, he said with asmile, “Baloo, it seems that you still harbor conniving thoughts against me.”

“That’s right. I didn’t expect we’d meet again under such circumstances.”

Baloo switched off the recording device and folded his arms. His expression became stoic as he said,“Let’s talk. Are you planning to let Theo come here again?”

Philip shook his head and said, “No, I can handle the Hane family on my own.”

“How? I’m very curious. What makes you so bold to say things like this? I checked up on you. You’renothing but a useless son-in-law of the Johnston family. But now, I’m confused. Who on earth are you?”

Baloo’s interest was piqued.

“Didn’t you see it clearly the last time?” Philip asked.

“That was the last time, this is now. People targeted by the Hane family rarely walk out alive unless youhave a trump card,” Baloo sneered.

Philip frowned and went silent for a moment. Then, he suddenly smiled and said, “Did Juan Parkersend you here, or Margot Pearson?”

Baloo’s heart instantly trembled!

He knew!