The First Heir

“What are you trying to do?” Philip’s face turned cold, and he started feeling anxious.

He knew about Giada’s methods. This woman would not hesitate to get rid of her rivals—including her own son.

When he was eight, she asked someone to run over him with a car.

There was only one reason. It was because she was afraid that he might be the obstacle in her process of taking over the Clarkes.

A tiger, though cruel, would not devour its cubs.

However, in Giada’s eyes, power was her only priority.

When Giada mentioned Philip’s marriage and his daughter, he started to panic.

This was also the main reason why Philip had not exposed his identity.

“Don’t worry, they’re the daughter-in-law and bloodline of the Clarkes. If you beg me, I’ll let them go.” Giada’s smile would give anyone a bone-piercing chill. It was extremely offensive.

“I’m warning you, don’t you dare touch Wynn and Mila. If not, I’ll make you regret this,” Philip said coldly.

Giada chuckled calmly. She took out two embroidered boxes from the drawer of the coffee table. They looked delicate. There were also shiny crown crests on the boxes. She smiled and said, “These are for Wynn and Mila. It’s a meeting gift from Aunt Giada.”

Philip’s face fell. He did not take the boxes. He just asked coldly, “Giada, I don’t know what you’re planning, but I can tell you confidently that they don’t know who I am. I am also warning you, if you dare to have any ideas toward Wynn and Mila, I won’t mind letting you try my methods!

“Also, I’m advising you to go back immediately. Riverdale is not a place where you should be,” Philip said.

be here for a few days. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to them yet. But remember, if you want to protect them, you have to be strong

clenching his fists. Then, he unclenched them and said calmly, “Don’t look down on me. I know who you are, Giada Wallis. Ever since you married into this family, I could tell. I already have all kinds of plans to counter your attacks. If you don’t believe me, you can try. This is my last warning for

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Philip leave. She kept replaying what

had grown

out that he had known about

hid that

Was this a Clarke?

fangs. This lion that had been suppressing all of its anger

muttered to herself, “This is indeed Roger’s son. He even has his little ways. I underestimated him. I thought he

hospital bed and looked at Mila who was sound

let anyone hurt you,” Philip

was intertwined with the past

was Old Master Yates’ 70th

Paula asked her daughter Samantha to pick

look. It was as if her face was covered by a layer of

and Philip? Tell them to hurry up, I’m in a

outfit. She held the latest Gucci bag in her hand, and there was a pair of sunglasses on her face. She sat on the sofa in the living

did not even take off her

with detest. The corner of her lips also curled in disdain. She murmured, “This

bowl of fruits. When she heard Samantha’s murmurs, her

was just like

all over if she did

many men Samantha had slept with before scoring

Martha said with