The First Heir

Chapter 433

His anger was evident.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Philip could not hide the anger in him.

Damn it. Joel Harris still dared to show himself!

He was asking for death!

If Tiger had not come and told him that Martha brought a weird man home and that she looked like she had been attacked from the way she walked, Philip would not have come.

The security in the villa did not have a choice as well. Martha was the one who brought him here. They had their own rules of not asking about the business of the residents in Longford Park.

Plus, Martha was purposely hiding the wounds on her body, so the security did not notice.

The housekeepers of the villa had been dismissed by Martha a few days ago. Her reason being they were a waste of money.

Meanwhile, she pocketed the money herself.

It could be said that aside from these few people, there was no one else in First Palace today.

Philip’s eyes were wide, and he was baring his teeth. Anger was boiling inside of him as he charged forward to kick Joel!

Joel did not have the chance to react before a foot landed on his face!

Joel flew backward and slammed against the wall. His back hit the wall heavily, and he did not move for a very long while.

“F*ck! Philip, you’re here just in time.”

Joel climbed up from the ground with all his might and took in a few deep breaths. He looked scary with his eyes wide and teeth bare.

“Philip!”

was feeling limp as she tried her best to

all over. She

his arms. He was

protect Wynn even after they had moved into the villa. Philip was blaming

Harris deserved

now. I’m

one side, then walked over to Joel with coldness seeping out from every pore of his body. He yelled, “Joel, I let you go last time, but this time,

a wretched manner as he stared at Philip. He said, “Philip, stop pretending. I’m

Slam!

close to him

a few teeth flew out from Joel’s mouth. His mouth was now

“Ah! F*ck!”

to fight back, Philip kicked

on the ground while blood poured out from his mouth. The pain in his

was not able to get what he wanted

ability. He did not want to die yet. He was a man, and where

the end of the day, he

was about to get up, a foot stomped on

and he still did not reflect on

you? I won’t let you go this time even if

Joel’s hair and lifted

the Wallises from Golden City! I have half of the Wallises’ blood in me. You’re asking to die

glared at Philip

the

Who was Philip anyway?

just a piece of trash who was forced to escape from the Clarkes. Could he

pretend

courage to be so

a bit mentally

Thud, thud, thud!

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