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?

and shrugged the thought away before running into

the convoy of sedans soon arrived at an estate that had

was the one who paid for

Riverdale. Only a total of 30

had purchased was the most expensive one. It was based in the central region with unique

had spent a whopping total of 100 million on this

only real estate development company capable of exploiting this piece

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

possibly imagine the capital and power that existed behind

not about the amount of money involved but

George was

of power, Longford Group was

had to depend on their

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

certainly not an

in the central region

name was indeed

by his security guards, all of whom were dressed in a black suit and black

were the five

no change in Philip’s indifferent expression as he stepped nearer toward them. He grabbed a baseball bat from the

for the next

howls broke through the air

Clang!

was thrown to the ground as 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 the knife?” he

me! It wasn’t

me either! Brother, please

to do this anymore! We

of them stepped forward, each one