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.

nurtured by the fraternity. They were a group of die-hard followers with weapons meant to

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

hand into

fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity, the man

painting his face, Mitch did not seem wary at

it matter if Philip had shown exceptional

do when faced

around why so many people wished to feed him to the fishes. Especially not when they were to one who

his head dejectedly, 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 inside, honey. You can come out after

him back as she frantically interjected. “What are you doing? There are so many of them there.

terrified. Shaking where she stood, her grip on Philip

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

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

she was

just too many people on the other

hand in her own, she hesitated before she spoke, “Please

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

I’ll make sure to have you pressed on my bed tonight, Wynn Johnston. You’ll be begging on your knees for my

Noah’s heart was

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

him ran and pounced toward Philip like starved wolves

surely have dealt with the authorities already. As long as the ruckus did not get out of control, it would not be anything money could not deal

up dead? All he had to say was