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.

fraternity. They were a group of die-hard

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

his bandaged hand into a tight

my brothers? Today, someone dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity, the man is to be

did not

matter if Philip had shown

could he do when faced with 30 to 40

not wrap his head around why so many people wished to feed him to the fishes. Especially not when they

a daze long ago, and patted her fragrant shoulder. He whispered against her pink cheeks, “It’s safer

Wynn shook her head at Philip. She pulled him back 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

where she stood,

and gave Wynn a persuasive look. “Don’t worry, they

of Wynn’s eyes suddenly dampened. She did not understand why either, but there was nothing except unwavering

was worried

too many people on the

hand in her own, she hesitated before she spoke,

in his chest. The sight of the woman he was chasing after being all lovey-dovey with another man sent fires of fury shooting upward from

have you pressed on my bed

hatred in Noah’s

of his hand, “Get him! Beat up whoever comes in between

fraternity standing behind him ran and pounced toward Philip like starved wolves at the sight

long as the ruckus did not get out of control, it would not be anything

it matter if one or two ended up dead? All he had to say was there had been a fight between people and pay someone to take the