The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 635

Houston stood behind Blake, watching as the cruise gradually entered the port. "Why are you so nervous, Dad? He's just a young master from the Quaid family, right? Do you have to be so scared? It's not like

we can't live without their help.

"Don't forget, we have an even more powerful patron!"

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, "Shut your trap! You're 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? Don't say a single word later. If you dare to run your mouth, I'll freeze your assets!"

Houston turned pale and swallowed his words with a harrumph.

Blake continued, "I know you want to fight Philip, and I won't 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 don't care what you do to him and that Wynn Johnston! But before that, don't you dare put a foot out of place!"

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. "Master Marcus! Thank you for coming all the way."

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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!

"Sir Len! I didn't know you would be here too, sir."

Blake hastily greeted Len respectfully.

Len simply nodded without a word.

On the other hand, Marcus laughed. "So Uncle Len is even more popular than I am."

Blake responded with a laugh as well, explaining, "Many 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." Marcus did not pursue the matter further, instead saying calmly, "I hope there won't be any more accidents during my trip here to Riverdale. Do you understand what I mean, Mr. Michaels?"

Blake's body gave a jolt, and he nodded firmly. "Don't worry, Master Marcus. Everything is in order."

Marcus got into the Lincoln limousine Blake had booked for him, his expression frosty the entire time. "Master Marcus, how do you plan to buy Beacon this time?"

Blake ventured in the car.

Marcus had been looking out of the car window, but now he turned toward Blake. Faced with Blake's wide and flattering smile, Marcus' lips barely curved as he said softly, "Is it just me, Mr. Michaels, or are you in quite a bit of a rush?"

Blake wiped the cold sweat away from his brow and explained awkwardly, "You know this as well, Master Marcus, but Beacon's new cancer treatment drug will be revealed in a few days. If we can't take over Beacon before that, it will all be for naught."

Marcus gave Blake a look. He was in no rush to discuss the project, so he changed the topic, saying, "I want to go to Beacon myself to see that new cancer drug."

Blake shuddered at that and said, “Master Marcus, I'm sure you know this but... Yes, I'm a member of Beacon's board, but we pulled out of the deal, so..."

Just then, Houston leaped into action for some reason, interrupting with, "Dad, I think Master Marcus has a point here. He's no stranger, right? He's here as an investor, and he's here representing the Quaids. We should welcome him with open arms."

Blake glared at his son. "Shut up. You don't know anything!"

Marcus watched their little quibble, saying coolly, "Looks like I overestimated you, Michaels. In that case, I can't guarantee we'll keep cooperating with you."

It was a threat, a bold-faced threat!

Blake frowned deeply and forced a smile. "I'll contact Beacon right away, then."

"No need for that. Let's just go there now."

Marcus said. He already had a plan in mind.