The First Heir

Wynn Johnston?

No, no, no, no!

She belonged to Philip Clarke, she was Brother Clarke’s!

His fate mattered now.

Joel performed the humble posture to the fullest. He was considered as casting the five limbs to the earth. He kowtowed non-stop to the camera, begging for mercy.

As Philip stood at the entrance of the hotel, he looked at Joel on the screen. A cold smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. “Some things should not be attempted more than three times. You’ve challenged my patience many times and even aimed at Wynn with your schemes. I’m sorry, you and the Harris family have to say goodbye to the world today.”

“Brother Clarke, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have turned to Wynn. Please, just forgive me this one time. I’ll get out of Riverdale immediately and never come back in this life.”

Joel was in extreme panic. His eyes were glaring widely as he kowtowed to the camera for mercy. His body was covered in blood.

In a state like this, how could he still have the manner of a young master?

Philip smiled coldly and ignored Joel but glanced at Klaus instead, saying, “Ronald should have found your so-called backer by now. I will wait for him to come over. I want to see whether your so-called backer is worthy for me to make an act again.”

Klaus was pressed to the ground kneeling. With a sneer, he said, “Phillip Clarke, the backer of our Harris family is definitely not someone you can provoke! Just prepare to die! Since you’ve provoked us Harris family, just go to hell!”

As soon as the voice fell, a white Bentley drove in slowly from behind the crowd.

who went up to stop it, but when they saw the person in the

saw the woman who was walking down from the car, his eyes twitched and the corners

was the support behind

This was pretty good.

wide-leg trousers, a large lady’s hat, and a pair of pastel pink lace

she appeared, her aura

guards on the side automatically gave way

took her elegant and noble steps while walking slowly toward Philip. She was followed by a

did not even look at Klaus who was kneeling on the ground. She

the guards. As he stood up, he sneered. “Haha! Philip Clarke, didn’t I

not finish speaking

Boom!

kicked him vigorously, making Klaus fly for a few

a cramp in his abdomen! He was

Damn it!

and also injured your nephew! You must

the two guards behind him had him

video and yelled, “Aunt Wallis! Aunt Wallis, save me! I don’t

was undoubtedly Joel’s only ray of hope

the ray of hope for

said coldly. She had not even looked at Klaus who was

Clarke, you’re

extremely good inside. It would