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?

the thought away before running into the

arrived

was the one who paid for

was located in the most expensive region in Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces of land were

which George had purchased was the most expensive one. It was based in the central region

of 100 million on this piece of

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

local enterprise that had stood firmly for 40 years, Longford Group always had speaking rights and certain

imagine the capital and power that existed behind the

was not about the amount of money involved but the intricate chain

terms of money, George was the

terms of power, Longford Group was undeniably the

depend on their favor

at Longford Park. There were three gates altogether, each of which was

was certainly not

cars came to a stop in the central region of

was indeed

out of the car and was greeted by his security guards, all of whom were dressed in a black suit and black shades. They stood ten meters apart from each other on either side of the thousand-acre piece of

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

stepped nearer toward them. He grabbed a baseball bat from the hands of one of the security guards and swung

on for the next

broke through

Clang!

legs wide apart, he bent his upper body forward as both his arms hung loosely. “Which one of you was the one with the knife?” he asked in an ice-cold tone as he glared at

me! It

wasn’t me either! Brother, please

dare to do this anymore! We know

of them stepped forward, each one of them carrying a