The First Heir

Philip’s eyes were ice-cold, his demeanor daunting.

George dared not speak at all as he kept quiet. This demeanor of his that had disappeared for seven whole years was finally revealed once again at this very moment.

Tonight, the gang of hooligans was about to face the wrath of a dragon that had just awakened from the abyss.

“Drive,” George ordered.

The S-class sedans slowly drove away from the hospital grounds, still lined up together.

Meanwhile, Lynn and her parents who were walking briskly toward the hospital entrance coincidentally passed by Philip’s car.

Being the money-obsessed woman she was, Lynn could not help but eye the five to six luxury sedans as they drove past her. The cars were especially impossible to miss at nighttime.

Who was this rich man?

Lynn’s heart immediately jumped when she saw the car occupant’s face.

The person sitting in the car that just drove past her was no other than her good-for-nothing brother-in-law, Philip Clarke.

Lynn was stunned in place as her brows furrowed. She turned back to the convoy of sedans that were driving out of the hospital’s gate as she wondered to herself.

“Is it really him?”

How was that possible though?

She had to be overthinking.

Lynn was clear what kind of person her brother-in-law was.

How could he be sitting in a luxury sedan being the piece of trash that he was?

to herself and shrugged the thought away

soon arrived at an estate that

be exact, Philip was the one

in Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces

George had purchased was the most expensive one. It was

spent a whopping total of

capable of exploiting this piece of land was the best local enterprise in Riverdale—Longford

enterprise that had stood firmly for 40 years, Longford Group

and power that existed

money involved

of money, George was the richest

in terms of power, Longford Group

to depend on their favor when

arrived at Longford Park. There were three gates altogether,

certainly

the cars came to a stop in the central region of the estate. They

was indeed

in a black suit and black shades. They stood ten meters apart from

center of the grounds in the headlights were the five young hooligans from

a baseball bat from the hands of one of the security guards and swung it down fiercely on the

for the

and howls broke through the air one after

Clang!

Philip took a seat on the jade white marble bench. With his legs wide apart, he bent his upper body forward as both his arms hung loosely. “Which one of you was the one with

me! It wasn’t

wasn’t me either! Brother, please forgive

this anymore! We know our faults now,

dark and stern as the men begged and pleaded. He snapped his fingers at the guards and a few of them stepped forward, each one of them carrying a silver box in their hands. They proceeded