The First Heir

Chapter 387

“Are you trying to scare me!”

Joel smiled in anger. He looked at Philip ferociously and roared, “I, Joel Harris, am not scared! You’re a useless scum, Aunt Martha told me herself! Who do you think you are? Calling a few people to wear suits? Believe it or not, if you, Philip Clarke, dare to touch me today, you’ll be hacked to death as soon as you walk out of that hotel!”

‘This Philip Clarke, where does he get the confidence to speak to me like this?

‘Identity?

‘F*ck if you have a fucking identity!’

“Oh? You don’t believe me?”

Philip grinned, his smile carrying a sense of cruelty.

“Haha, Philip Clarke, I’ll admit, I underestimated you. But in Riverdale, there isn’t a person I don’t dare to touch! And there isn’t anyone who dares to touch me!”

Joel smiled coldly, completely ignoring the hitman sitting on the sofa.

‘He dares to kill me?

‘What awaits him is a catastrophe!

‘His whole family will be obliterated!’

Of course, what Joel said about Philip being hacked to death right away was an exaggeration, though not by much.

His uncle, Klaus Harris, was a famous regional mafia boss!

A figure of darkness!

still alive and well. He

the nine dragons, it was Klaus Harris who

to serve them poorly. He splashed the hot oil from the pot directly on the

this vicious of a person. No

his uncle’s capabilities, Joel

said indifferently, “Nobody dares to touch you? Then I really have

Philip suddenly became extremely cold.

his voice fell, Joel felt like he

already stood up from the

you wanna do? Don’t come over here! Don’t listen to

the ground with a guilty conscience and crawled into

However!

Crack! Crack!

face. Joel tasted blood in his mouth, and several of his teeth were knocked

now touched you, so try touching

Philip smiled coldly.

out of his mouth, and he

side of the coffee

Theo who walked into the room of the hotel. He

stood opposite Philip respectfully. Bending over, he said, “Mr. Clarke, everything is ready. We’re just

nodded, his gaze

knew about Joel’s

knew about it. He had already

nothing but evil. There was no need

of Philip and cast a glance at Wolf and his henchmen who were beaten up into a pulp. He asked, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Thomas asked me to ask you,

said, “You can’t handle

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