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

the convoy of sedans soon arrived at an estate

exact, Philip was the one

total of 30 pieces of land were developed with

land which George had purchased was the most expensive one.

had spent a whopping total of 100 million on

only real estate development company capable of exploiting this piece of land

enterprise that had stood firmly for 40 years, Longford Group always

imagine the capital and power that

the amount of money

terms of money, George was

terms of power, Longford Group was

had to depend on their favor

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

certainly not an

cars came to a stop in the central region of

was

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

the five young hooligans from before who were now shivering

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

went on for the next five

and howls broke through

Clang!

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 the five men sprawled across

me!

me either!

anymore! We

few of them stepped forward, each one of them carrying a silver box in their hands. They proceeded to lift the lids up, revealing