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.

were all foot soldiers nurtured by the fraternity. They were a group of die-hard

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

his bandaged hand into a tight

right ahead, he shouted fiercely, “You know what to do right, my brothers? Today, someone dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity, the man is

face, Mitch did not seem wary

matter if Philip had

when faced

could not 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 to turn

who had fallen into a daze long ago, and patted her fragrant shoulder. He whispered against her pink cheeks, “It’s safer inside, honey. You can come out after

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

terrified. Shaking where she stood, her grip

a persuasive look. “Don’t worry, they can’t hurt me. Wait for me, okay?

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

she was worried

were just too many people

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

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

Noah’s heart

and commanded with the wave of his hand, “Get him! Beat up whoever comes in between the fraternity tonight! Beat them up until

order, members of the fraternity standing behind him ran and

qualms with creating a ruckus, for someone would surely have dealt with the authorities already. As long

ended up dead? All he had to say was there