My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence - Chapter 123 - Taking Advantage of His Seniority  

“Clarence, what are you laughing at?” Belle frowned.

She felt that Clarence’s smile was unkind, which made her even more certain that Clarence must be here so he could go inside Villa One.

Clarence shook his head. He did not plan to explain to them. “Nothing, I didn’t plan to go to Villa One today. I’m here for Villa Two.”

Melody placed her hands on her hips. “Do you think we’ll believe you?”

“We won’t believe you unless you get out of here!”

“Clarence, get out of Dragon Soar Heights right now!” Peony pointed in the direction Clarence came from and told him to get lost.

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Armstrong’s face was dark and he also lectured, “Clarence, we will not hold you accountable for what you did to us before.

I just hope you’ll leave Dragon Soar Heights immediately. This is where the upper class gathers. William will get angry if he sees you here.”

“Hehe, the upper class!” Clarence laughed as he shook his head. He ignored the Murphys and continued to walk toward Villa Two.

When Peony and the gang saw him, they were anxious. They came up immediately to stop Clarence.

“Clarence, what are you doing?”

“Why are you not leaving? When are you going to keep pretending?”

“I won’t let you go over!”

“If you don’t leave, I’ll ask the security guard to kick you out!”

“Seriously, isn’t this Dragon Soar Heights? How can they let irrelevant people come in?”

The gang surrounded Clarence to not let him leave.

They were scared that Clarence would barge into Villa One once he left their vision.

Their dream of living in a villa would be shattered if they offended William.

Suddenly, a frantic voice could be heard. It sounded as melodic as a skylark’s voice. “Are you Mr. Howard?”

When they looked over, they saw a woman in her twenties. She was in a suit and her curves were perfectly accentuated.

The woman walked over quickly and her body was emitting a sweet fragrance. “Mr. Howard, I’m sorry. My name is Rose Barton and I’m Mr. Larson’s secretary. Mr. Larson asked me to welcome you but I didn’t expect you to arrive much sooner than I expected.”

Clarence looked at Rose. “Do you know me?”

Rose smiled and nodded. “Yes, Mr. Larson described you to me and after I calculated your estimated time of arrival, I think it should be you.

“Right, what’s going on?” Rose asked curiously.

“Yo! Go on, keep up with your act!” Belle said strangely, “Clarence, you really are something else.

“You even hired an actress so that you can enter Villa One?”

Rose frowned and scanned Belle coldly. “What Villa One? Mr. Larson invited Master Howard to go to Villa Two.”

“Villa Two?”

Peony and the gang were stunned.

“Let’s go.” Clarence did not want to explain further.

“Okay, Master Howard.”

Rose led Clarence in the direction of Villa Two.

Peony and the gang stared at Clarence. When he disappeared into the door of Villa Two, they knew they misunderstood.

Clarence really came here for Villa Two.

“Villa Two? So what? My son-in-law is staying in Villa One,” Peony murmured.

Belle’s face looked solemn. “Mom, we have to watch out for Clarence in case he snuck into Villa One later.”

Melody nodded like she was preventing a thief. “Right, let’s turn on all the security cameras in the villa and turn on the stranger’s alarm later.”

Under Rose’s guidance, Clarence entered Villa Two. There were more than ten bodyguards in sunglasses at the door of the villa.

One of them had a pretty strong internal energy rippling in his body and it was slightly stronger than Gunther’s.

Rose stopped Clarence. “Master Howard, I’m sorry. Everyone has to be searched before entering the villa. Excuse me.”

Clarence frowned slightly and nodded. He did not say anything and let the bodyguards search him.

One phone, one bunch of keys, one wallet, and a bag of silver needles. These were all they got from Clarence.

A few of them took out a detector and scanned Clarence’s phone before handing it back to him and allowing him to enter the villa.

After he entered the villa, he saw a huge living room in front of it that was more than a hundred square meters. Chip was sitting upright and still on the sofa. His wife was next to him and it was the woman who was throwing a fit in Thirteen Hall this morning.

Aside from that, there was also a young man in a traditional costume.

There was an old man in his sixties with a white beard. He looked healthy and his face was glowing. He was not too tall and he was slightly hunched back. He was sitting on the sofa chatting with Chip.

Rose introduced in a low voice, “You’ve met Mr. and Mrs. Larson. That young man in a traditional costume is Mr. Larson’s nephew, Danny Larson. He just came back from Port Island.

“That old man with a white beard is Ed Warren. I heard Young Master Larson said that he’s the descendant of Porthouse and he’s here in Mediterranean City to heal Miss Larson.”

Clarence nodded and did not say anything.

Rose called out. “Mr. Larson, Master Howard is here.”

Chip quickly got up and asked Clarence to sit down.

When Ed saw this, a hint of displeasure flashed across his aged face.

After Clarence sat down, Ed scoffed and said before Chip could say anything, “I’ve been a doctor for my entire life. I’ve practiced medicine to help and save people. I’ve treated everyone from generals to the commoners.

“I’ve treated at least eight thousand or even ten thousand people and I don’t dare to call myself the master. You’re just an inexperienced punk who seems to not go through puberty yet, how dare you call yourself the master.”

The atmosphere in the room became cold and everyone could sense the hostility in the air.

Danny quickly helped to resolve a dispute. “Uncle, Mr. Warren is the descendant of Porthouse so he’s a little straightforward. Please don’t blame him.”

Clarence had started cursing Ed in his heart.

‘So what if you’re a descendant of Porthouse?’

That old fart boasted about himself and then called Clarence an inexperienced punk.

He was obviously targeting Clarence so what did it have to do with Ed being straightforward or not?

Clarence shook his head in amusement, “All kinds of ghouls come out in the bright daylight now, huh? When did medical practitioners start putting others down to lift themselves instead of showcasing their abilities?”

“Who are you calling a ghoul?” Ed stood up and fire was coming out from his eyes.

Clarence looked at Ed calmly. “You know who I’m talking about.”

Clarence would not show respect to old farts who would take advantage of their seniority and pressure people with their identities.

One sentence.

Who did he think he was?

“You…”

Ed’s face turned dark and he pointed at Clarence’s nose. ‘Who is your master? Who are you learning from? When did you start practicing medicine? I want to ask your elders how they educate you? You’re so disrespectful.”

Clarence was amused. “I don’t have a master. As for when did I start practicing? I started this month.”

“What?”

Ed was stunned and he waved his sleeve in anger. “Mr. Larson, are you insulting me?

“How dare you call an inexperienced punk who has no master and just started practicing medicine a master?”

Chip started hesitating.

Suddenly, a servant from the Larson family rushed out. “Mr.. Larson, Mrs. Larson, bad news! Miss… Miss Larson was fine just now but she fainted suddenly!”

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