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 a group of die-hard followers with weapons meant to cause serious

smirk, though forced, only seemed to grow stronger as he took in

bandaged hand

provoke the fraternity. Following the rules

face, Mitch did not

matter if Philip had shown

do when faced

why so many people wished to feed him to the fishes. Especially not when

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

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 the police! We can hide

Shaking where she stood, her grip on

worry,

understand why either, but there was nothing except unwavering trust in Philip in her chest at that moment, like how she had felt in the

was

many people on the

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

the woman he was chasing after being all lovey-dovey with another man sent fires of fury shooting

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

in Noah’s heart was

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

standing behind him ran and pounced toward Philip

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

dead? All he had to say was there had been a fight between people and pay someone to take