The First Heir

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!”

as she tried her best to

trembling all over. She looked pitiful as

held Wynn in his arms. He

still could not protect Wynn even after they had moved into

Harris deserved

now. I’m

body. He yelled, “Joel, I let you go last time, but this time, you don’t know what’s

Philip. He said, “Philip, stop

Slam!

said that, Philip got close to him and smashed his knee heavily against Joel’s

teeth flew out from Joel’s mouth.

“Ah! F*ck!”

he was about to fight back, Philip kicked him again and he flew

poured out from his mouth. The pain in his stomach awakened

get what he wanted today, so he only thought of

he knew Philip’s ability. He did not want to die yet. He was a man, and where there was life,

end of the day, he could

to get up, a foot stomped on his back and

eyes were red, and his chest was filled with rage. He let him go once and he still did not reflect on what he had done. Joel still tried to challenge his

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

Joel’s hair and lifted him

You better let me go now! My aunt is Giada Wallis. She’s one of the Wallises from Golden City! I have half of the Wallises’ blood in me. You’re asking to die if you dare to touch

at Philip angrily, he

the Wallises was the sky and the

Who was Philip anyway?

trash who was forced to

he pretend to be a spineless coward

so arrogant. Was it from the suffocating love from the

he was a bit mentally

Thud, thud, thud!