The First Heir
Chapter 242
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
Samson Yates, I must be blind to have followed you! My
up abruptly, pushed Samson aside, and started to make a
his heartbroken wife and at son lying on the hospital bed, Samson felt rather distressed in his heart. Hence, he hugged Cecelia and said, “Okay, fine, stop crying already.
not take that useless
did Philip dare take
very well. He must have kept something
did
had to pay for
Samson turned around and
other side, Bob arrived at the
flew into a rage. He hit his cane against the floor and bellowed, “Who
immediately burst into tears and started crying. “Grandpa, I’m a cripple
was the culprit, he became flushed with anger. The hand holding his cane trembled
brought a few men with him and sped aggressively through the night to Martha’s
hour later,
late, what’s
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 his
got some guts! Come back here
Martha’s voice on the other
He calmly said, “Bob Yates,
me by my full name?
saying that, he slammed
Johnston Manor, Martha and Charles
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