The First Heir

Eric had not expected Wynn’s sudden slap.

The man with braids was stunned. After coming back to his senses, he yelled, “F*ck! You b*tch! How dare you hit me! Do you want to die?”

Braids was furious! He had never been slapped by a woman in public before.

Slap!

He lifted his hand and returned Wynn a slap.

The slap landed on Wynn’s face. Consequently, her right cheek instantly became swollen and started to turn red.

“B*tch! How dare you slap my f*cking face!”

Braids was fuming. He glared at Wynn angrily and then grabbed her arm.

“Let go of me! If not, I’ll call the cops!”

struggled and screamed. However, it

around her were all Eric’s friends. However, at the moment, they were just spectators. They only watched on coldly as the

well aware that Eric wanted to teach that woman

Struggle more! You little b*tch, slap me again, I dare you!

smirk on his face. He lifted

against his red Benz sport’s car and was smoking a cigarette. He watched on

with himself

That woman deserves this!

know what

pressed against the hood of the car by Braids. Her face was filled

He said, “Wynn, of course, I know what I’m doing. Why? Are you scared? Don’t you have a good husband? Come, tell him to get here. If

over here, kneel, and kowtow to me, I’ll

he said that, Eric signaled Braids to

had been waiting for a long time. He licked his lips and let

with tears. She struggled furiously and yelled hoarsely, “Eric Yates, you’ll

come over, Eric would definitely not

not do