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!”

her eyes were

“Enough!”

of your son properly. He causes trouble all the time. If he really didn’t do anything in

he your son too? Fine, Samson Yates, I must

Samson aside, and started to make a

distressed in his heart. Hence, he hugged Cecelia and said, “Okay, fine, stop crying already. I’ll deal with this matter. I’ll be sure to make Philip

did not take

Philip dare

his son very well. He must have kept

it did not

had to pay

said, Samson turned around and left

the other side, Bob arrived at the

in bandages, lying on the hospital bed, he flew into a rage. He hit his cane against the floor and bellowed,

saw Bob, he immediately burst into tears and started crying. “Grandpa, I’m a cripple now. It’s Philip, he did this to

Philip was the culprit, he became flushed with anger. The hand holding his cane trembled as he said, “Okay, Eric, I’ll capture Philip right

brought a few men with him and sped aggressively through

half an hour later, Philip received a call from

late,

house, busy preparing the things to be used after Mila’s surgery the day after. He had also just distributed tens of thousands worth of bonuses to

some guts! Come

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

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

my full name? You’re really insolent. Get the hell back here

livid. After saying

Martha and Charles stood