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 before running

of sedans soon arrived at

the one

in Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces of land were developed with the cheapest one priced at 30

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

a whopping total of 100 million on this

capable of exploiting this piece of land was

years, Longford Group always had speaking rights and

could possibly imagine the capital and

of money involved but

was the richest man in

terms of power, Longford Group was undeniably the

to depend on their

altogether, each of which was being guarded by specially trained security guards

was certainly not

central region

was

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

the headlights were the five young hooligans from before who were now shivering in

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

on for

through

Clang!

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 the knife?” he asked in an ice-cold

wasn’t me!

me either! Brother, please

We know our faults

men begged and pleaded. He snapped his fingers at the guards and a few of them stepped forward, each one of