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

end, the convoy of sedans soon arrived

the

Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces of land were

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

of 100

only real estate development company capable of exploiting this piece

firmly for 40 years, Longford Group always had speaking rights and

the capital and power that existed

about the amount of money involved but the

terms of money, George was the richest

terms of power, Longford Group

depend on their

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

certainly not

the central region of the estate. They

name was

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

the five young hooligans

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

for the next

broke through the

Clang!

upper body forward as both his arms hung loosely. “Which one of you was the one with the knife?”

me! It

either! Brother,

We

stepped forward,