The First Heir

Slap! Slap! Slap!

The sound of slapping filled the room.

Martha’s face had been smacked swollen with patches of her skin blooming in shades of black and blue while blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.

All Charles could do was watch from the sidelines. He could scream his lungs out, but there was nothing he could do to stop them.

In the end, Tiger came forth with a bottle of medication at the snap of Theo’s fingers. He walked menacingly toward Martha who had long lost her bearings from the slaps.

Setting her eyes on the concoction, Martha felt fear creep up within her. Tears streamed down her face while she shook her head as if her life depended on it. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please don’t, Theo. Please don’t make me drink the poison, no, please…”

Her begging fell on deaf ears.

After clamping a hand over Martha’s throat while others forced her mouth open, Tiger then poured the concoction into her throat.

Karma was a b*tch!

With her head tilted up as she was force-fed the concoction, Matha gargled at the intrusive liquid before she finally swallowed half of it.

Only after that did Tiger let go of her, causing Martha to flop lifelessly onto the floor.

“Listen up! If I’m you, I’ll be more careful with the things I do and say from now on. It’ll do you good to be a nice person!”

Theo warned coldly before he led his gang out the doors.

Scared soulless, Martha dashed to the bathroom and forced a finger down her throat to puke.

efforts were to no

die, I’m gonna die. This is murder! Oh, Charlie, send me to

Manor, Theo and his gang met up

“This actually tastes pretty good for a

drove away from the Old Johnston

immediately began to

sh*t! Isn’t that

blind, he’s acquainted with people like Theo

Everyone was confused.

had found a big benefactor this

minutes later, both Charles

over her face and sunglasses

He had found

a Chinese

gang of seven to eight people rushed in behind him and began

Bang! Bang! Clatter! Smash!

What are you

return was a

that sent him falling

man could tell that this man had hostile intentions. He stayed on the ground as he

at the middle-aged chubby man, Philip asked, “Two

chubby man could connect the dots after hearing the question. He was

lawful Chinese medicinal pharmacy, we don’t do that illegal business

chubby shopkeeper explained though it was evident that he had something to

found it,

the shop with a large case

of white hair. Glancing at the case, he confirmed, “Indeed,