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.

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

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

bandaged hand

standing 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 to be axed, then fed to the fishes!

did

matter if Philip had shown

faced with 30 to

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 it around and claim that it was

fragrant shoulder. He whispered against her pink cheeks, “It’s safer inside, honey. You can come

her head at Philip. She pulled him back as she frantically interjected. “What are you doing? There are so

where she

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

was nothing except unwavering trust in Philip in her chest

she was

too many people on the

hand in her own, she hesitated

of the woman he was

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

in Noah’s heart was

Beat up whoever comes

order, members of the fraternity standing behind him ran and pounced toward

had no qualms with creating a ruckus, for someone would surely have dealt with the authorities already. As long as the ruckus did not

one or two ended up dead? All he had to say was there had been a fight between people and