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!”

Cecelia and glared at her. “You’re the woman of the house, but you don’t even take care of your son

did you say? Isn’t he your son too? Fine, Samson Yates, I must be blind

abruptly, pushed Samson aside,

Hence, he hugged Cecelia and said, “Okay, fine, stop crying

did not take that

dare take things so

son very well. He must

did not

to

said, Samson turned around

arrived at the hospital right

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

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

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

brought a few men with him and sped aggressively through the night to Martha’s

half an hour later, Philip received a call

late, what’s the

after. He had also just distributed

guts! Come back here right

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

calmly

Philip Clarke, you dare call me by my full name? You’re really insolent. Get the hell back here at

livid. After saying that, he

the Old Johnston Manor, Martha and Charles stood in one corner