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.”

face contorted, and he roared, “You think you’re all that, don’t you?! Well, I want to

down with a bit more force and left Houston wailing.

“Assault, assault! Security! Guards!”

her voice, and the

them, led by the earlier shift leader, Fabio Lorne.

Madam Johnston’s useless husband beating

torn. This was exactly a repeat of what

are you just standing there? Apprehend

Houston yelled at Fabio.

smiling sheepishly at Philip. “Brother Clarke, could you just let go

layabout, he was still the chairwoman’s husband, so Fabio

hell are you here for? Brother Clarke, my

“Gah, you’re so annoying!”

a bit

“Argh!”

in pain, holding his dislocated arm as he ranted, “Catch him, or you’re all

was shocked too. He did not expect

“Sorry, Brother Clarke.”

now, so he went forth and subdued Philip, calling him two subordinates to take him to the

should you perhaps go

with a nod and

chest, swearing as he led Shirley away. The woman was looking deathly pale, and before they left, Houston

ground and adjusted his cap. With a sigh, he made his way to the security

the office, Philip was sitting like a lord, with fruits and cigarettes offered before

security guards were treating him

Philip the best treatment they could manage. After all, that was

either, casually