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 followers

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

bandaged hand

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

Mitch did not seem wary

did it matter if Philip had shown exceptional execution in the private

when faced

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

a daze long ago, and patted her fragrant shoulder. He whispered against

There are so many of them there. To go

she stood, her grip

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

except unwavering trust in Philip in her chest at that moment,

she was worried

just too many people on

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

before him, Noah felt his hatred bubble 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 his

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

in Noah’s heart was

up

his order, members of the fraternity standing behind him ran and pounced toward Philip like starved wolves

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

one or two ended up dead? All he had to say was there had been