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!”

However, it was

her were all Eric’s friends. However, at the moment, they were just spectators.

were well aware that Eric wanted to

little b*tch, slap me again, I dare you! If I don’t teach you a lesson

was a devious smirk on his face. He lifted his chin as he looked at everyone; he seemed

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

felt extremely pleased with himself as he watched Wynn

That woman deserves this!

you know what

of the car by Braids. Her face was filled with

Wynn’s face. 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 you

as you tell Philip to get over here, kneel, and kowtow to me, I’ll let

said that, Eric signaled Braids to

lips

with tears. She struggled furiously and yelled hoarsely, “Eric

Eric would definitely

could not do