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!”

and screamed. However, it was

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

well aware that Eric wanted to teach

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

a devious smirk on his face. He lifted

sport’s car and was smoking

the contrary, Eric felt extremely pleased with himself as he

That woman deserves this!

know

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

Why? Are you scared? Don’t you have a good husband? Come, tell him to get here. If you want

tell Philip to get over here, kneel, and kowtow to me, I’ll let you go. Think about it, Philip is just a worthless

Eric signaled Braids to take

his lips and

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

asked Philip to come over, Eric would definitely

could not