The First Heir

Michael’s eyes twitched. The two of them were flirting with each other in front of him. They were not respecting him at all!

Damn it!

How dare they look down on him?

Michale was furious. He pointed at Philip and shouted, “Kid, don’t blame me for being vicious. You asked for all of these! Go! Cripple him and take that woman away!”

More than ten of Michael’s thugs approached Philip while smirking.

Could one man defeat more than ten of them?

He overestimated his ability.

A few people in the crowd were shaking their heads and sighing helplessly.

That was it. That kid was done for.

That was Michael Moseby. He was well-known for being cruel. Whenever someone crossed him, it would be as if they had crossed a mad dog. He would target you your entire life.

However, Philip was calm in dealing with this. He took out his phone slowly and dialed a number. Then, he said coldly, “Jim, when are you getting here? I’m being blocked by your manager at your restaurant.”

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a black suit was running to the entrance of the restaurant after he got out of his Land Rover. He said frantically, “Young Master, I’ll be there in a second. I’m at the entrance now.”

Slam! Philip hung up the phone.

Jim Winger’s back was drenched in sweat and so was his forehead.

call. He told him to come to the restaurant to

was being blocked by his manager and his men

was

Oh damn! Oh damn!

starting to sweat

him as the manager because he was dabbling with the

the young master, you won’t be able to pay for it with his life.” Jim wiped away his sweat and ran

guffawing. “Well, well, well. You even know my boss, kid. I

think that the man in front of him would

However, so what?

dressed so ordinarily. How

Winger would not argue with him because of Philip. Michael was secure

He looked at Michael indifferently and said, “I have to

Michael frowned. “Are you trying to stall this, kid? Alright, I want to

not in a hurry. His face was contorted from his

Would he really be a

this is not your territory. It’s mine,” Philip said quietly. His eyes were heated and they were

This restaurant was his.

restaurants in this country were all

“F*ck me! What did you say?

He had the

he mean

say that Northern Sky Western Restaurant

Preposterous!

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