The First Heir

Smack!

The moment Shirley spoke, Philip instantly slapped her across the face.

Without an ounce of hesitation!

Right in front of Houston, without a hint of fear!

Shirley was stunned. She held her cheek, which had a scarlet handprint on it, and she looked at Philip with widened eyes for a long time before screaming hysterically, “How dare you hit me! Mr. Michaels, he hit me!”

Houston was taken aback by Philip’s ferociousness too. The next second, he erupted in rage!

Philip had smacked his woman before his very eyes!

Houston pointed at Philip and howled, “The sheer nerve! How dare you! Don’t you know who she is?!”

“I know. She’s your little honey baby,” Philip said off-handedly.

“You!”

Houston was so furious that his face was crimson, and he raised his hand, swinging it at Philip.

Of course, he was no match for Philip. They had barely crossed swords when Philip twisted his arm and pressed him against the wall!

“Let go! I’m the vice-chairman here! Lay a hand on me and I’ll fire you right now! I’ll tell my dad to pull out of the deal, then both you and your wife will go to prison!”

Houston put up a struggle.

Philip said into his ear coolly, “Houston, don’t keep threatening me with your position as vice-chairman, and definitely stop talking about firing me. I’ve heard you say those things countless times now, but I’m still here.”

contorted, and he roared, “You think you’re all that, don’t you?! Well, I want to see how you explain what you’re doing to

threatened, so he pressed down with a bit more force and left Houston wailing. Shirley and the other two subordinates were so scared they backed

“Assault, assault! Security! Guards!”

voice, and the

toward them, led by the earlier shift leader, Fabio Lorne. As soon as he arrived, he saw what looked like Tom beating

Madam Johnston’s useless husband

torn. This was exactly a repeat of what happened

are you just standing

Houston yelled at Fabio.

the guards, smiling sheepishly at Philip. “Brother Clarke, could you just let go for now? We can talk things over. If we can’t, I can

a useless layabout, he was

the hell are you here for? Brother Clarke, my *ss!

“Gah, you’re so annoying!”

bit

“Argh!”

holding his dislocated

not expect Philip to

“Sorry, Brother Clarke.”

stood now, so he went forth and subdued Philip, calling him two subordinates

perhaps go to

with a nod

was looking deathly pale, and before they left, Houston even shouted, “Keep an eye on him! If I don’t

up from the ground and adjusted his cap. With a sigh, he made his

like a

security guards were treating him like a

Mr. Lorne had warned them to give Philip the best treatment they could manage. After all, that

not expect such special treatment either, casually eating a banana