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 into

of sedans soon arrived

the one who

of 30 pieces

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

capable of exploiting this piece of land was the best local

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

the capital and power that existed behind the

money involved but the intricate

was the richest man in

power, Longford Group was undeniably the

Theo Zander had to depend

altogether,

was certainly

cars came to a stop in the central region of the estate. They had arrived at

was

of whom were dressed in a black suit and

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

in Philip’s indifferent expression as he stepped nearer toward them. He grabbed a baseball

on for

howls broke through

Clang!

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 tone as

me! It

wasn’t me either! Brother,

this anymore! We know our faults

them stepped