The First Heir

Philip furrowed his eyebrows, displeasure brewing ice-cold in his chest. In front of him were 30 to 40 men with over ten multi-purpose vehicles stopped before the hotel’s entrance.

The Andersons of the South River District had gone too far.

Philip was infuriated. One Beacon Pharmaceutical and one investment of a billion yuan, and now he had to deal with this insufferable aftermath.

Philip knew that none of this would have occurred without the help of someone more powerful behind the scenes.

30 to 40 men, each a thug with a bloodthirsty look in their eyes. They were either topless so that their tattoos were visible or clutching metal rods in their hands.

It had been many years since the last local gang fight in Riverdale, let alone an intercity one.

Especially fights where one of the parties all had ‘fraternity’ tattooed in red on their backs!

“Holy sh*t! That’s the South River District’s fraternity! Why are they here in Riverdale?”

“Oh, God, what’s happening? Fraternity? The one even stronger than our local Theo Zander, that fraternity?”

Many of the passersby fled and hid after recognizing who these men were. They were afraid that they would be roped in unnecessarily and face dire consequences!

“What’s happening? The previous one marked the destruction of Klaus Harris, so what’s the fraternity here for?”

Many exclaimed, for this scene in front of them was indeed a little too much.

a group of die-hard

only seemed to grow stronger as he took in the large gang Mitch

bandaged hand into

someone dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity, the man is to

face, Mitch did not seem

did it matter if Philip had shown exceptional execution in the

when faced

fishes. Especially not when they were to one who kept provoking him only

daze long ago, and patted her fragrant

as she frantically interjected. “What are you doing? There are so many of them there. To go out is to get yourself killed! I’ll call the

was terrified. Shaking where she stood, her grip on

head and gave Wynn a persuasive look. “Don’t worry, they can’t hurt me. Wait for me, okay? I’ll be right

She did not understand why either, but there was nothing except unwavering trust in Philip in her chest at that moment, like how she had felt in

she was

many people on the

she hesitated before she spoke,

his hatred bubble in his chest. The sight of the woman he was chasing after being all lovey-dovey with

I’ll make you pay! I’ll make sure to have you pressed on my bed tonight,

Noah’s heart was

up whoever comes in between the fraternity tonight! Beat them up until they’re

him ran and pounced

a ruckus, for someone would surely have dealt with the authorities already. As long as the ruckus did not get out

it matter if one or two ended up dead? All he had to say was there had