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?

herself and shrugged the thought

sedans soon arrived

the one who paid

most expensive region in Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces

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

of 100 million on this

capable of exploiting this piece of land was the

40 years, Longford Group always had speaking rights and certain influence

and

money involved but the intricate chain

of money, George was the

of power, Longford

Theo Zander had to depend on their favor when

Park. There were three gates altogether, each of

certainly not an

the cars came to a stop in the central region of the

name 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

grounds in the headlights were the five young hooligans from before who

nearer toward them. He grabbed a baseball

went on for the next five

and howls broke through

Clang!

both his arms hung loosely. “Which one of you was the one with the knife?” he asked in an ice-cold tone

me! It wasn’t

either!

do this anymore! We know our

the men begged and pleaded. He snapped his fingers at the guards and a few of them stepped forward, each one of them carrying a silver box in their hands. They proceeded to lift the lids up, revealing stacks of red banknotes