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?

shrugged the thought away before running into

of sedans soon arrived at an estate that had been personally bought by

be exact, Philip was the one who paid

Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces

George had purchased was the most expensive one. It was based

of 100 million

exploiting this piece

stood firmly for 40 years, Longford Group always had

possibly imagine the capital and power that existed behind the

about the amount of money involved but the intricate

terms of money, George was the richest man in

of power, Longford

Zander had to depend

cars soon arrived at Longford Park. There were three gates altogether, each of which

certainly

in the central region of the estate. They had arrived at First

name was indeed

black suit and black shades. They

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

a baseball bat from the hands of one of

for

and howls broke through the

Clang!

took a seat on the jade white marble bench. With his legs wide apart, he bent his upper body forward as both his

me!

wasn’t me either!

won’t dare to do this anymore! We know our faults now, please

of them stepped forward, each one of them carrying a silver box in their hands.