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?

chuckled to herself and shrugged the thought away before

end, the convoy of sedans soon arrived at

Philip was the

Riverdale. Only a total of 30 pieces of

expensive one. It

whopping total of 100 million on

of exploiting this piece of land was the best local enterprise in Riverdale—Longford

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

capital and power that existed behind the

the amount of money involved but

terms of money, George was the richest man in

Longford

had to depend on their

were three gates altogether, each

certainly not an

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

name was

and was greeted by his security guards, all of whom were dressed in a black suit and black shades.

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

nearer toward them. He grabbed a baseball bat from the hands of

on for

howls broke through the

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 the one with

wasn’t me! It

wasn’t me either! Brother, please

won’t dare to do this anymore! We know

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