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!

things but was still alive and well. He was still

it was Klaus Harris who was the

a waiter to serve them poorly. He splashed the hot oil

of a person. No one dared to provoke

capabilities, Joel

Philip said indifferently, “Nobody dares to

that, Philip suddenly became extremely cold.

his voice fell, Joel felt like he was being targeted

had already stood up from the sofa. The dagger in his hands was gleaming in the

wanna do? Don’t come over here! Don’t listen to him, my

was still very afraid. He sat on the ground with a guilty conscience and crawled

However!

Crack! Crack!

tasted blood in his mouth, and several of his

now touched you, so try

Philip smiled coldly.

completely swollen like a pig’s head. Blood constantly flowed out of his mouth, and he hesitantly slurred, “Philip Clarke… You’re

coffee

who walked into the room of

said, “Mr. Clarke,

nodded, his

about Joel’s inside

also knew

nothing but evil. There was no need for him to

and his henchmen who were beaten up into a pulp. He asked, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Thomas asked me to ask you, do you need help from your

Theo and said,

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