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

as he took in the large

hand into a tight

to do right, my brothers? Today, someone dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity, the man is to be axed, then fed

did not seem wary at

if Philip had shown exceptional execution in the

could he do when faced with 30 to 40

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 it

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

so many of them there. To go out is

Shaking where she stood, her grip on Philip

look. “Don’t worry, they can’t hurt me. Wait

there was nothing except unwavering trust

was worried about

just too many people

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

hatred bubble in his chest. The sight of the woman he was chasing after being all lovey-dovey with another man

pressed on my bed tonight, Wynn Johnston.

hatred in Noah’s

him! Beat up whoever comes in between the fraternity tonight! Beat them up

him ran and

ruckus, for someone would 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

say was there had been a fight between people and pay someone