The First Heir

Next to Eric stood a distinguished, middle-aged man in his mid-forties. His appearance was quite similar to Eric’s.

He was the chairman of Seafare Trading and was Eric’s father, Samson Yates.

Additionally, on the top of Eric’s hospital bed, there was a middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious clothes. The woman’s eyes had turned red from crying. “Who is so cruel to have beaten my son up like this?”

She was Eric’s mother, Cecelia Drew.

Her heart was in pain. Evidently, a mother’s children were her most beloved. At that moment, seeing that her child had been hurt by someone else, Cecelia’s heart was bleeding!

“Eric, tell me, who hurt you? I’ll ask your father to capture that person!”

Cecelia wanted to hold Eric’s hand but was afraid of hurting him, so she could only watch anxiously.

A stream of tears fell from the corners of Eric’s eyes. His chapped lips trembled as he said, “Dad, you must avenge me! It’s Philip Clarke, that spineless piece of trash! Kill him for me! I’m a cripple now!”

Samson had not said a single word ever since he appeared in the ward. Nevertheless, his face was extremely dark.

Philip Clarke?

Was he not a useless piece of trash?

Why did he do such a thing?

Was he tired of living?

“Samson, say something! Don’t you feel bad that our son was beaten up by that worthless piece of trash? We must avenge our son! I want that b*stard to pay with his life!”

was crying, but her eyes were filled

“Enough!”

“You’re the woman of the house, but you don’t even take care of your son properly.

Isn’t he your son too? Fine, Samson Yates, I must be blind to have followed

pushed Samson aside, and started to

distressed in his heart. Hence, he hugged Cecelia and said, “Okay, fine, stop crying already. I’ll deal

take that useless Philip

why did Philip dare

He

it did

had to pay

said, Samson turned

arrived at the hospital

bandages, lying on the hospital bed, he flew into a rage. He hit his cane against the floor and bellowed, “Who did this to my grandson! I

saw Bob, he immediately burst into tears and started crying. “Grandpa, I’m a cripple now.

heard that Philip was the culprit, he became flushed with anger. The hand holding his cane

with him and sped

later, Philip received a call from

late,

He had also just distributed tens of thousands worth of bonuses to his employees in group chats 940, 901, and 551 as a special reward to

Clarke, you’ve got some guts! Come back

shout was then heard. It was not Martha’s voice on the other end of the line, but

something. He calmly said, “Bob Yates, are you here

me by my full name? You’re really insolent. Get the

livid. After saying

Charles stood in one corner