The First Heir

Philip was triggered by what he saw. His eyes went red and he was livid!

Wynn’s hands were being tied to the frame of the bed, and she was moaning in discomfort. Additionally, there was a faint handprint on her cheek, and there was blood on the corner of her lips.

Philip was fuming. He ran over and kicked Braids in the stomach with all his might.

Bam!

Braids flew backward after being kicked by Philip, and the former crashed into the nightstand. It has to be said that Braids’ head was the one that hit the nightstand. Consequently, his head started bleeding, and he howled in pain.

The other three men were shocked upon seeing Philip’s arrival. However, they quickly came back to their senses and took out bats and knives from under the bed.

They had planned for him to come!

It was a trap. A trap for Philip to fall into!

Wynn was tied to the bed; she had bit her lip until it had started bleeding. Her eyes were filled with tears as she tried her best to stay conscious. Wynn watched as the three men surrounded Philip. She struggled to yell, “P-Philip, run! Run now!”

she was still worried about

seen punching, kicking, and grabbing their knives with his bare hands. Evidently, the

baseball bat one of them was holding and smashed it down into the

Smash!

he fell to the floor. Subsequently, he curled up his body and

to team u. They charged at Philip as

were defeated in less than

Two loud thuds.

of them flew backward and fell to the floor. Their bodies continued to twitch as they drifting in and out

glared at Braids coldly as the latter stood there limply, clutching his head and groaning in

Bam!

chest once again, and the sound

A scream of agony.

Braids passed out instantly.

“P-Philip.”

reacted quickly and threw the bloody bat onto the floor. His bloodshot eyes returned to normal slowly, and