The First Heir

Mitch’s expression sunk instantly. A sinister glare was sent Noah’s way as he smiled. “Oh? Does Brother Noah not believe in my capabilities? I have so many members with me, how can I not get my hands on a worthless scum who feeds off his wife?”

“No no, you’ve misunderstood me, Sir Mitch. I brought this man to deal with Philip Clarke myself. But now that I see Sir Mitch has already made a move, then there’s naturally no need to bring him out. I simply wish to introduce you to him, Sir Mitch. Perhaps he’ll learn a thing or two from you!”

Noah explained, pointing at the passenger seat in his car.

The back seat windows rolled down to reveal a man in a baseball cap. A large gash marked one half of his face, leaving him with an unsettling aura at night!

The man’s side profile overwhelmed those who saw him while his gaze was fixed on Philip Clarke who was at the hotel’s entrance.

Perhaps it was the pull of another strong bird with the same feathers!

“Who’s that? He looks even more powerful than you, Brother Noah!”

Mitch mocked.

Internally calling him a bumpkin, Noah smiled and said four words, “Muay Thai champion, Thep.”

“Muay Thai champion, Thep?”

Hearing his name, Mitch’s tone increased a few octaves in astoundment.

Knowing he would react in such a way, Noah quickly began to explain. “Indeed. Thep’s a Thai Muay Thai champion and a wanted fugitive in three countries! He’s been seeking refuge with me to survive.”

Noah had indeed spent a hearty amount tonight, all to kill Philip and pin down Wynn’s Beacon Pharmaceutical!”

Getting his hands on Beacon Pharmaceutical meant having the one billion yuan investment from Capital City’s Clarke Group!

It would be worth it!

dust in his mastermind of a plan. All he had to do was

words ‘Muay Thai champion, Thep’. He was one

Thailand. He was the man behind the legend of winning 100 fights

gang boss placed a ten million USD

32 men and women were dead overnight,

expected you to have connections like

champion under his command. Perhaps then, the next head of the fraternities

…

that each of them had a piandao of their own made it seem that Philip was going to turn into

them had been slashed down, soaked

at the sight of blood, howling as they pounced

by their piandao before two minutes were

the hotel while she dialed for the police as if her life

leaked out in

entrance doors had already been blocked with something from the

a calm collection. The aura he emitted instantly shifted from cowardly and weak to sharp and

moment, he reminded her of a demon who had crawled its

Boom!

aura entrancing but also too menacing for anyone within a three-meter radius

was no other option but to fight with all

moment, Philip needed to rely on everything he had learned

he hoped for

in a heavily accented and horrible English, “Pro! I didn’t know Riverdale

as Thep was concerned, Philip Clarke was definitely a

was one that had seen

was concerned, he was

merely stronger than the 30

“Die!”