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?

shrugged the thought away

convoy of sedans soon arrived at an estate that had been personally

the one who paid

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

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

spent a whopping total of 100 million on this

of exploiting this piece of land was the best local enterprise in

stood firmly for 40 years, Longford Group always had speaking rights and

and power that

money involved but the intricate chain

of money, George was the

in terms of power, Longford Group

depend on their favor when

altogether, each of

certainly not an

central region of the

was

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

were the five young hooligans from

He grabbed a baseball bat from the hands of one of the security guards and swung

went on for the

and howls broke through the air

Clang!

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

wasn’t me! It

me either! Brother,

do this anymore! We know our faults

few of them stepped forward, each one