The First Heir

Chapter 487

Philip’s eyes were cold. He sent a text message on his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. He glanced at the Cadillac behind them, gave it a thought, and followed them into the car.

Intercontinental Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Philip followed the two bodyguards into the private room and saw eight burly men in it. They were all dressed in black suits and had an icy aura like they had been through a lot. It was frightening.

At the head of the round table sat a plump, middle-aged man tucking into a lamb hot pot.

Wynn sat beside him with her arms folded over her chest. Her icy expression looked slightly anxious.

Philip speculated. He saw through them at a glance.

The eight people looked like martial artists, so their fighting skills should be good.

As for the man who was eating hot pot, he might look plump, but there was something evil in his every move.

‘He’s a tough guy!’

However, it was all nothing to Philip.

‘A useless bum?

‘I’m sorry, I’m not one.’

He did not waste a year or two training with Reed.

He might not be as good as Rick, but at least he could defend himself.

Wynn was pleased to see Philip in the private room, but she was also worried. She immediately got up and asked, “You’re here. Just by yourself?”

Phil not see

did he

smiled gently. “It’s all right. I can

winking at him, but Philip did not look at her. He went straight

down too. However, she kept kicking him under the table

the fraternity in the South River District. They’re here

with a worried look in her

such a gangster

An obvious threat!

look. Then, he unceremoniously picked up the chopsticks from

Wynn was dumbfounded.

my husband always so

Potter, the leader of the fraternity that was one of the top five underground

had blood and

diabolical. He

the river just because his wife exchanged

the authorities could not do anything

the South

was far

ignoring Mitch who sat

wipe his mouth and drank a glass of red wine. There was amusement in his slightly malicious

you know that there’s one kind of person in the

with a sneer. “A deadbeat spineless

slice of lamb and said with amazement,

expression sank. This was the first

the table before saying with a smile,

sauce, he smiled and

glared at him and hinted to him not

Potter, they

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