Chief Heir Officer novel Chapter 484

Houston was in a bad mood today because he got chewed out by his father last night.

It was because of the company. The Wallis family was pushing them hard.

He finally got in touch with South River District's pharmaceutical mogul—the Anderson family. However, that fool Philip messed it up.

Therefore, Houston was angry and pulled a long face.

From a distance, he saw the commotion at the company's entrance and immediately frowned.

"What's this? What's this? What's all the commotion!"

Houston pointed his finger at Four and the gang while yelling, "Who are you? Why are you dressed like this?"

Four only gave Houston a cold glance and ignored him.

Houston's expression sunk. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Philip standing at the side. He asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Philip retorted, grinning.

Houston snorted and did not want to talk to him. He turned around and pointed angrily at Four and the gang as he asked, "Who are you people? Who sent you here? What kind of crap are you wearing? This is Beacon, not a place to humiliate yourselves by dancing!"

Four frowned, took a look at Houston, and knew he was not to be taken lightly. However, Four was not some punching bag. He retorted, "Who are you?"

Houston sneered. "Who am I? If you don't even know me, what are you here for?"

"We're here to work!"

Four replied very seriously.

"Work? What work?"

Houston sneered coldly. "You lowlifes coming to work at Beacon? You think we're a shelter and would just accept anybody?"

Houston gave Philip a cold glance as he said this, which clearly meant that he was accusing him!

Four was enraged. The brothers behind him were also enraged. Some could not help but almost lay a hand on the man!

However, he stopped them. He knew that Brother Clarke was right in front of them, and without Brother Clarke saying a word, he could not do anything but hold in the anger. He said, "Brother Clarke told us to report for duty today. We're security guards!"

Four was proud as he said this with his chin up. It was as if working as a security guard was an honor to him!

"Haha. This is so funny. Brother Clarke? Security guards?"

Houston tugged at Four's clothes, pointed at Philip, and said, "Him? You call him Brother Clarke? I can get rid of him if I want to. Do you believe that?"

Philip frowned. He hated Houston's sarcastic tone of voice.

"Don't you insult Brother Clarke!"

Wynn was passing by at that moment. She frowned.

Naturally, she heard Houston's insults. Her arched eyebrows furrowed.

Raising his brow, Philip grabbed Four who was red in the face, and sneered. "That's not very nice of you to say that, Mr. Michaels."

Houston snickered and pulled the thousands of dollars worth of tie around his neck and said, "What? You don't agree? Aren't you just a bunch of social scums? Do you think you'll look decent in security uniforms? You guys are probably just elementary school graduates. Have you ever studied? Can you read? People like you want to get in Beacon Pharmaceutical? What a silly dream!"

Pow!

Houston just finished talking and the arrogant look on his face had not disappeared when a loud slap rang across the building!

Philip's slap was an unforeseeable, solid slap on Houston's ugly face!

Philip had used all his might in this slap!

Houston was stunned and stood staring in a daze as one side of his face began to bulge!

No one had ever hit Houston, much less slapped him in public!

Four and the gang were agitated. Sure enough, Brother Clarke, who they relied on, did not disappoint them. Philip stepped in for them at such a critical moment!

They swore they were going to follow Brother Clarke for the rest of their lives!

'He’s so manly! He’s so brave!'