The First Heir

“Hehe, I’ll obey whether you want to kill me or skin me alive. There’s no need to humiliate me.”

Greg chuckled coldly. He looked as if he was not afraid of death.

On his side, Noah was like a dog. He crawled in front of Philip and kowtowed. He begged Philip. “Master Clarke, Master Clarke, please let me go. I was wrong. I’m already like this, I’m already a useless man. Please spare me. I’m willing to work for you.”

“Noah!”

Looking at Noah being craven and cowardly, a macho man like Greg started sobbing in regret.

He could never imagine his son being so cowardly.

The Andersons’ dynasty finally came to an end.

Philip looked at Noah who was begging him continuously and Greg who was crying tears of remorse. Then, he shook his head helplessly.

If Greg had not chosen the wrong person, the Andersons would not end up like this.

This was a man who could do great things. Unfortunately, the God of Destiny made fools of the people.

Philip turned around and looked at Theo behind him. He said, “Chase them out of the South River District. They can never step foot in here anymore.”

Philip did not kill them as it was unnecessary.

He was tired. He wanted to go back now.

In a blink of an eye, the motorcade returned to Riverdale. They stopped in front of the entrance of the Intercontinental Hotel.

When Wynn heard that Philip was back, she ran out and jumped into the arms of Philip who just got back. She bawled and said, “Darling, I thought I’ll never get to see you again. Do you know how worried I was?”

Boohoo…

Wynn and said gently, “I’m fine now, aren’t I? Alright now, stop crying. You’ll become ugly if you continue

said that, Philip

and accidentally touched his wounds. Philip groaned in pain while gritting his

Let’s

panic-stricken. She immediately

hour of running around, Wynn could finally accompany Philip in

this moment, her phone rang.

Aunt Giada, I’m sorry. I said I’d treat you to dinner today, but… Something came up in my

walked out of the room and went to the

“It’s fine.”

other end of the phone, Giada’s voice sounded gentle.

Philip?

not understand what Giada meant. She smiled and

“Alright, I understand.”

she said that, Giada hung

the study of the villa. She was facing the neon night sky of

a light breeze. Giada’s

half a meter away and bowed. She said,

a while, she let out an exhale and said, “Did you get that

the silver briefcase and took out a few

the Andersons gained after working for

worth

allow this to

document inside. It was evidence of the Andersons having

would be

of the secrets of some of the

do you

Vivian asked.