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!”

but her eyes were filled with

“Enough!”

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

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

Samson aside, and started to

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. I’ll deal with this matter. I’ll be sure to

truly did not take that

why did Philip dare take things

his son very well. He must

it did not

had to

that said, Samson turned around and left the

other side, Bob arrived at the hospital

a rage. He hit his cane against the floor and bellowed, “Who did this to my grandson! I want him

“Grandpa,

anger. The hand holding his cane trembled as he said, “Okay, Eric, I’ll capture Philip right now and break his bones. I’ll avenge

brought a few men with him and

half an hour later, Philip received

so late,

Mila’s surgery the day after. He had also just distributed tens of thousands

got some guts! Come back

loud shout was then heard. It was not Martha’s voice on

as he immediately realized something. He calmly said, “Bob Yates, are you here for

dare call me by my full

After saying that, he slammed

and Charles stood in one corner as