The First Heir

The Maybach headed directly to the stadium.

At the moment, the outside of the stadium was crawling with henchmen in black suits and dark sunglasses. They were each standing solemnly with their hands behind their backs.

When the car pulled over at the entrance, one of the henchmen immediately stepped forward, opened the door of the car, and greeted respectfully, “Mr. Clarke.”

About twenty to thirty henchmen in the area followed that person’s cue as they each bowed down and shouted respectfully, “Mr. Clarke!”

The volume of their voices was staggering!

Philip got out of the car, his cold demeanor and anger seemed to be suppressed in his eyes. With quick steps, he made his way toward the arena.

Theo followed closely from behind, ready to deal with the aftermath.

As soon as Philip entered the stadium, he heard Eric shouting hysterically.

“Let go of me! My name is Eric Yates. I belong to the Yates’ family! If you don’t release me at once, my grandfather won’t let you off!

“My father knows Theo Zander. He’s the Underground King of Riverdale! You had better let go of me now!

“And you, you should kneel and beg for my forgiveness! Otherwise, I’ll ask Theo to take care of you!”

The arrogant Eric could not stop yelling brazenly.

Even with his arms tied behind his back and pressed against the seat, he was still acting obnoxiously.

Why?

Because his grandfather was Bob Yates, and he was a member of the Yates family.

His father was Samson Yates, and he was on good terms with Theo Zander.

Who would dare lay a finger on him?

Those bunch of people would be courting their own deaths!

as if Tiger was looking at a moron. With a swing of his arm, a slap landed on Eric’s face,

at Tiger, spat a mouthful of blood, and sneered. “D*mn fatso, I’ll remember

became a

to the place earlier, he had observed his surroundings. There

a setup could not have been

on the same day and he had not

people he had provoked were that little

Could it be Philip?

Impossible!

of trash command such a

that good-for-nothing really was behind it,

the very next second, Eric saw a familiar silhouette

Eric saw the person’s figure, he was

how could

It was Philip Clarke.

Why was he there?

Wait a minute!

him

It was Theo!

to frantically shout at Theo for help, “Theo, it’s me. I’m Eric Yates from the Yates family. My father is Samson Yates. Tell your men to capture them. They dared beat me up,

shouted, Theo was unmoved. With a cold expression on his face, he stood behind Philip, looking at Eric as if he were already a dead

next instant, under Eric’s

time. Philip was full of anger as his eyes reflected hell’s

Bam!

was struck

Eric’s

Crack!

sound was

of Eric’s teeth were knocked out of his mouth, and he spat out mouthfuls

excruciating pain made Eric

The pain!

The gut-wrenching pain!

managed to close his mouth in time when he was struck. Consequently, his teeth bit off a small piece of his tongue, and his