The First Heir

A slender figure immediately walked up to them.

Slap!

There was the crisp sound of an unhesitating slap, hitting Philip right across the face. The pain was instant and unbearable.

Wynn’s face was flushed red with fury. She glared at Philip, yelling, “What on earth were you trying to do, Philip Clarke?!”

The first thing she saw as soon as she walked through the door was Philip about to punch Aiden.

Of course Wynn was furious!

She had invited Aiden out here today so she could borrow one million from him for Mila’s surgery fee.

If they made an enemy out of Aiden now, where else was she going to find the money?

Her parents had left them completely out to dry. They told her in no uncertain terms that they would not give her a single cent unless she divorced Philip.

That was why Wynn had no other choice. The only people she could think of were Juan and Aiden.

She glared at Philip and then turned around. When she saw that Aiden’s nose was bleeding, her anger only intensified.

She hastened to apologize to Aiden. “A… Aiden, are you okay? I’m so, so sorry. I apologize on Philip’s behalf, alright? Come on, let me take you to the hospital to get that checked out. If there’s anything, I’ll take full responsibility.”

Looking at how bad Aiden’s injury was, Wynn practically hated Philip’s guts now.

Aiden was not going to hold it against Wynn, of course, but he could hold Philip accountable, right?

So he immediately hardened his expression and pointed a finger at Philip. “It doesn’t matter how you apologize to me, Wynn. I have to hear his apology! If he doesn’t say sorry for what he did, I won’t stop until he does!”

When Wynn heard that, she instantly panicked. She hurriedly berated Philip, saying, “Go on, Philip! Hurry up and apologize to Aiden!”

his eyes cold as

and taunting Aiden’s

Philip could not bring himself to apologize to this

was why Philip kept his face cold as he said, “I won’t apologize to

send Wynn into a

icily. “Hmph-hmph… Very well! Just you wait, Philip! If you have the balls, just you

was putting on a brave

how long he could keep

The atmosphere was ice-cold.

the latter only had one request. He wanted an apology

a huge argument with Philip over it. She

do whatever Wynn asked,

mind. Aiden Grant and his

was on the verge of tears by

of them had tattoos, and their hairstyles varied from skinhead, flattop,

really f*cking

in charge was a thug who

about Dan’s

was the type of character who regularly had supper in

he brought his men to Aiden, roaring at the top of his lungs, “Yo, what’s the rush, Mr. Grant? Me and the boys

pointed at Philip, “Why are

saw how Aiden looked. Jabbing a finger at Philip, he bellowed, “Are you the

the thugs Dan had brought with him instantly surrounded

looked out

on, Aiden,

you in a rough spot, Wynn, but I

and said, “Aiden, if you just let Philip go, I’ll do anything you ask me

he asked

broke into a

he heard that. “There’s no need for that, Wynn. Aiden Grant can’t