"Mr. Wealthington? Henry, are you mistaken? There’s no Mr. Wealthington here." Jacksu was bewildered. In this place, the only one who could be considered a master was himself, Jacksu. Who else could it be?
Although there was Alexander with the last name Wealthington, he was merely the Miller family’s son-in-law. How could he be a master!
Henry was very angry. He finally understood that his foolish nephew still didn’t know Alexander’s true identity.
Henry said helplessly, "Wait there for me. From now on, you must be respectful to everyone. If you cause any more trouble, I’ll break your legs!"
"Henry..." Jacksu wanted to say something more, but Henry had already hung up the phone.
Fred, who was standing nearby, was also puzzled. What kind of person could make Henry treat him so cautious
