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.

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

seemed to grow stronger as he took in the large gang

bandaged hand into a

dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity, the man is to be axed, then fed

face, Mitch did not seem wary at

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

he do when faced with

when they were to one

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

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

terrified. Shaking where she stood,

and gave Wynn a persuasive look. “Don’t worry,

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

she was

were just too many people

her own, she hesitated

chest. The sight of the woman he was chasing after being all lovey-dovey with another

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

hatred in Noah’s

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

behind him ran and pounced toward Philip like starved wolves at

a 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

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