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.

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

walking down from the

the support behind

This was pretty good.

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

she appeared, her

on the side

walking slowly toward Philip. She was followed by a female assistant closely

Klaus who was kneeling on the ground. She stared at Philip

the guards. As he stood up, he sneered. “Haha! Philip Clarke, didn’t I say that the support behind our Harris

he did not finish speaking

Boom!

making Klaus

to the ground with a cramp in his abdomen! He was

Damn it!

my people and also injured your nephew! You must

clutched his chest while the two guards behind

“Aunt Wallis! Aunt Wallis, save me! I don’t want to

only ray of hope at

also the ray of hope

She had not even looked at Klaus who

Philip Clarke,

It would be