The First Heir

Eric was enjoying himself at the bar.

He was extremely pleased with himself at the moment as he finally managed to get back at that little b*tch, Wynn Johnston.

Not to mention, Philip had to be very beaten up by now.

Eric took out his phone and called Braids. However, no one picked up.

He smirked shamelessly and muttered, “I guess it’s going well. I wasn’t expecting Wynn to be such a little wh*re. It’s been so long and she still isn’t done yet.”

As Eric thought about it, he proceeded to flirt with the pretty lady next to him.

However, at this moment.

Bam!

The door of the private room was kicked open violently.

Four muscular men in suits barged in.

Tiger glared coldly at Eric who was sitting on the sofa and currently being overwhelmed with lust. Tiger boomed, “Eric!”

Eric turned his head and saw that someone had barged in. He was fuming as he got up, pointed at Tiger, and shouted, “Who the f*ck are you? F*ck off!”

Eric was the king. Thus,

snorted and forcefully punched

Crack!

of Eric’s

out of his

Yates from the Yates Family! My grandfather is Bob Yates,

nose and yelled hysterically as

who your father or grandfather is. We’re after you!” Tiger said coldly. Tiger waved

My dad knows Theo

Slap!

was starting to get annoyed by his yapping,

immediately

been satisfied. Her face was

the room had not dissipated, and their amorous mood

as she stared into

said, “Don’t go home. Go stay with

you?” Wynn lifted her head and

into the room was still replaying

She dared not ask.

of. You should go back first. Mila’s having her surgery tomorrow.” Philip’s tone had turned

for a while. Finally, she said, “Be careful. Don’t

the forehead and said,

so good at fighting? You never told me about it