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

“Enough!”

son properly. He causes trouble all the time. If

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

Samson aside, and started

in his heart. Hence, he hugged Cecelia and said, “Okay,

not take

Philip dare take

very well. He must have kept

did not

had to

said, Samson turned

arrived at

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

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

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

men with him and sped aggressively through

later, Philip received a call

it’s so late, what’s

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

you’ve got some guts! Come back here

It was not Martha’s voice on the other end of the

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

you dare call me by my full name? You’re really insolent. Get the hell back

After saying that, he slammed

Johnston Manor, Martha and Charles stood