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!”

screamed. However, it was to no

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

that Eric wanted to teach that

you! If I don’t teach you a lesson today,

there was a devious smirk on his face. He lifted his chin as he

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

felt extremely pleased with himself

That woman deserves this!

you know what

by Braids. Her face was filled with rage,

Don’t you have a good husband? Come, tell him to get here. If you want to leave here unharmed, Philip

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

Eric signaled Braids to

waiting for a long time. He licked his lips and let out a perverted laugh.

gritted her teeth. Her eyes were filled with tears. She struggled furiously and yelled hoarsely,

Philip to come over, Eric

not