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.

the fraternity. They were a group of die-hard followers

menacing smirk, though forced, only seemed to grow stronger as he took in the large gang Mitch had brought forth

his bandaged hand into a

“You know what to do right, my brothers? Today, someone dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules

painting his face, Mitch did not seem wary at

Philip had

could he do when faced with 30

wrap his head around why so many people wished to feed him to the fishes. Especially not when they were to one who kept provoking him only

he pulled Wynn, who had fallen into a daze long ago, and patted her fragrant shoulder. He whispered against her pink cheeks, “It’s safer

are so many of

was terrified. Shaking where she

his head and gave Wynn a persuasive look. “Don’t worry, they can’t hurt me. Wait

Wynn’s eyes suddenly dampened. She did not understand why either, but there was nothing except unwavering trust in Philip in her chest at that moment, like

she was worried about

many

she hesitated before

him, Noah felt his hatred bubble in his chest. The sight of the woman he was chasing

make sure to have you pressed on

in Noah’s heart was only

his hand, “Get him! Beat up whoever comes in between the fraternity tonight! Beat them up until they’re

members of the fraternity standing behind him ran and

had no qualms with creating a ruckus, for someone would surely have dealt with the authorities already. As long

two ended up dead? All he had to say was