The First Heir

Philip glanced over calmly and expressionlessly.

Kyle was looking at Philip, clearly displeased. This guy seemed so normal, how could he be so calm? Interesting!

“Bro, can you pay the three hundred thousand?” Kyle was not a gangster who would just start getting physical for no apparent reason. Three hundred thousand was a humongous sum for a normal person. Kyle felt that a man like Philip could never afford this amount, but he still had to ask. Diplomacy before violence.

“I’m sorry, but he ran a red light and should take full responsibility. What’s more, we didn’t really hit each other,” said Philip calmly.

Jacob pointed at Philip and roared furiously, “Does that mean you won’t pay up?”

Philip stared quietly at him, not answering.

Kyle frowned slightly, shifting his gaze to the wrecked Harley on the ground and said, “Bro, three thousand won’t cost much. Just a leg.”

This was a threat. Philip’s gaze went cold as a glint appeared in his eyes.

As the heir to an elite family, did that three hundred thousand matter to him? It did not. But, he could not let himself be taken advantage of.

“What if I told you I don’t have any money?” Philip replied.

The group of bikers was snickering as they stared at Philip like he was an idiot.

Kyle rubbed his nose before draping an arm over Philip’s shoulder, flashing him an insolent smile. “Uncle, do you know who I am? I’m Kyle Lyon of Lord North Street. Everyone shows me respect by calling me ‘Brother Kyle’. It would be unreasonable if you didn’t compensate for a single thing today.”

Kyle was amused. It was his first time meeting such a foolish guy. Was his head made of iron? Or did he think he was a honey badger? Hilarious!

“Brother Kyle, just one look at his outfit, and you can tell that he’s broke.”

“This idiot might not even know what a Harley is, hahaha!”

“Uncle, quickly call someone to bring you some money. Our Brother Kyle doesn’t hold back in a beating.” The group of bikers jeered continuously. The girls crossed their arms with an indignant expression while the guys leaned against their bikes, smoking.

Lynn was among the group, watching coldly. She leaned against one of the girls who was wearing tight leather pants and a cropped camisole.

“He’s my cousin brother-in-law, a wretched piece of trash living under my cousin sister’s expenses.” Lynn suddenly interrupted, saying this like it made her seem more superior.

don’t you teach us?” A few of the bikers

and shook his head. He scorned men who relied on women the most. “So, what is your decision, Uncle?” asked Kyle.

A mental calculation told him

of a sudden, Philip’s pupils contracted as he saw a great number of red-colored scooters speeding over

Without knowing who shouted, everyone

eyes. It was not just ten units. The whole crossroad

Jacob. He then

Philip nodded. “Yeah.”

a burst

over would be useful?” Jacob laughed out loud as

to ridicule him, only shaking his head. Was this guy really an idiot? To actually have the guts to do such an embarrassing thing.

cousin brother-in-law of hers was just too much. How could her cousin have fallen

from among the delivery fleet, Agnes came out in a black skirt suit.

gave her a signal with his eyes and Agnes understood. Philip had explicitly told her before that his identity was not

turned around to face Kyle and his group, saying leisurely, “I am Philip’s manager. If you

This woman was exquisite. She was better

happily. “Three hundred thousand. Once we get the money, he

at the Harley on the ground and said coldly, “Sure.

report? Kyle

troublesome existence for a biker gang. Moreover, what happened tonight was mostly Jacob’s fault. If they made a police report, he would not have it well.

way. It’s too insincere.” Kyle’s expression darkened.

furiously, ready to dole out a beating. How could they still negotiate? It was ten people versus over forty greasy

said, “Fine. You win in numbers. Let’s go.” He then led his group onto their

glare, despising him even more. What was he arrogant about? A shitty

gang had disappeared into the distance, Agnes finally let out a sigh of relief. She turned

of brothers started chiming in to ask about his

I’m fine, you guys can head back now,”

Philip was alright, Agnes led the team

got onto his bicycle and went back to the hospital. Wynn had come to the hospital later that night and got into bed

***

After giving it some thought, Philip decided to make a trip over. As for his birthday present, Philip had brought along the Chinese painting, that Russell had gifted to him. Russell was a famous collector within the country, so the paintings from him were

whatever gift he brought, it would still be scorned upon. But he did not mind it. It was just a token of