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

“Enough!”

even take care of your son properly. He causes trouble all the

Isn’t he your son too? Fine, Samson Yates,

pushed Samson aside, and started to make a

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

not take

why did Philip dare take

knew his son very well. He must have

did not

to pay for

Samson turned around

the other side, Bob arrived at

He hit his cane against the floor and bellowed, “Who did this to my grandson!

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

the culprit, he became flushed with anger. The hand holding his cane trembled as he said, “Okay,

him and sped aggressively through the

hour later, Philip

late, what’s the

had also just distributed tens of thousands worth of bonuses to his employees in group chats 940, 901,

got some guts! Come back

heard. It was not Martha’s voice on the other end

calmly said, “Bob Yates, are you

call me by my full name?

saying

Charles stood in