The First Heir

Everyone looked over in the direction of the voice.

Old Master Yates was staring at Philip. His face was icy. Anger rose from his body as he yelled, “Get out of the Yates Manor if you dare to hit him!”

At this moment, the outer courtyard was filled with people. They did not try to help. They did not even tell them to stop. They were just standing at one side while watching what was going on.

When they saw Old Master Yates, everyone stood at one side in fear. They all lowered their heads silently.

He was the head of the Yates. Who would dare to provoke him?

If they offended Old Master Yates, they should just get out of Riverdale.

Philip was done for!

Under everyone’s respectful gazes, Old Master Yates approached the two men while his cane clacked on the floor loudly. He was radiating with anger. He lifted his cane and swung it at Philip’s hand that was raised mid-air.

Smack!

Philip was in pain. His entire right arm was numb.

“You unbridled piece of trash! How dare you hit Eric! Is this your amazing son-in-law, Martha?” Old Master Yates glared at Martha who was standing behind him and shouted.

Martha was shaking all over from fear. She did not look at the old master directly.

No one would be able to handle the old master when he was mad.

badly to chop Philip into pieces

he was

turned around and glared at Philip. He roared, “Philip, so you’re really looking down on the

was livid. How dare this piece of trash start

he

he have

was gaping from the pain. He swung his arm and said coldly, “Old Master Yates, I’m here to celebrate your birthday with you. However, Eric kept provoking me to no end. He even insulted Wynn. You didn’t even ask what

Wynn who was standing next to Philip. She was covered in alcohol and her eyes

He had a devious smirk on his face. After he noticed the old master looking at him, he lowered his head and pretended to be a

he scold Eric in front

Of course not!

into another family. A daughter who has married her husband was equivalent to water that had been splashed. Thus, it

was

Bob snorted. “Scatter!”

with

a beating. His entire right arm was still

at him provokingly at one side. He gave him

his arm for him. Tears rolled down her cheek like a string of broken

cry,” Philip said while feeling

was still sobbing. She glared at Philip

you. The Yates is just a small family. They mean nothing to me. If they continue to go overboard, I don’t mind wiping

“Stop boasting. Your mom and

nose and

“Cough, cough!”

with some Yunnan Baiyao and looked at Philip coldly. “Can’t you just sit here properly? Do you have to make everyone mad? You deserved to be