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

connotations behind the four words ‘Muay Thai champion, Thep’. He was one hell of a professional, known

the legend of winning

was a man who was worshipped by many. Once, a gang boss placed a ten million USD bounty on Thep’s

were dead overnight,

expected you to have

to have this Muay Thai champion under his command. Perhaps then, the next head of

…

the fact that each of them had a piandao

been slashed down, soaked in their own blood! They could

at the sight of blood, howling as they pounced

die by their

while she dialed for the police as if her

out

had already been blocked with something

doors, Philip took his first step with a calm collection. The aura he emitted instantly

reminded her of a demon who

Boom!

Philip, his aura entrancing but also too menacing for anyone

other option but to

moment, Philip needed to rely on everything he

he hoped for Theo’s quick

in a heavily accented and horrible English, “Pro! I

Philip Clarke was definitely

gaze. It was one that had

as far as he was concerned, he was hardly a match for this

the 30 to

“Die!”