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!”

family, Eric was the king. Thus, he

snorted and forcefully

Crack!

the sound of

of his nose. His brain began

me! So you know who I am? I am Eric Yates from the Yates Family! My grandfather is Bob Yates, and my father is Samson Yates! You’re

clutched his nose and yelled hysterically as his eyes grew

you!” Tiger said coldly. Tiger waved his hand, and two of his men grabbed Eric. They then twisted Eric’s arms

of the Yates! My dad knows Theo Zander! Theo Zander even attended my grandpa’s birthday party! You’re

Slap!

by his yapping,

immediately

satisfied. Her face

and their amorous mood was still in the

eyes were wide as she stared into blank

home. Go

Wynn lifted

Philip barging into the room was still replaying itself in Wynn’s

She dared not ask.

Mila’s having her surgery tomorrow.” Philip’s tone had turned cold out of

She looked at Philip and pondered for a

Wynn lightly on the forehead and said, “Alright, I’ll listen to

are you so good at fighting? You never told me about it