The First Heir

Finally, Marcus lifted his eyebrows after having a chance to take a breather. He looked at Philip with his bright red eyes. A hint of malice flashed across his lips as he got up from the floor slowly.

His expensive suit was already drenched with all kinds of alcohol and dessert. He looked like he just climbed out from a garbage pile. He looked horrible.

Marcus got up and removed his suit jacket before throwing it on the floor. Then, he pointed at Philip and yelled hysterically, “Do you want to die? Do you know what consequences you have to suffer for kicking me?”

Marcus’ eyes were dark. He was looking at Philip like he was going to devour him.

Yes, he was the second young master of the Quaids and Philip was indeed asking to die by doing that to him.

However, Philip spread his hands and said fearlessly, “That’s the most hilarious joke I’ve ever heard. I’ve already kicked you and you’re still being pretentious in front of me. Don’t you think that’s pointless?

“Consequences? What consequences? I want to know.”

Philip grinned maliciously.

“Alright! You’re ballsy! Just you wait. I’ll let you know who you can’t touch in this world!”

Marcus said frigidly.

“Oh? A threat? I think I’ve heard that before… Right, I think the villains in the movies love using that line.”

Philip laughed mockingly.

Marcus was so mad that he could not speak. He pointed at Philip with rage in his face.

Philip walked over to Houston who was still sitting on the floor and glared at him. That idiot backed away in fear. He did not even care about his image anymore. Then, Philip turned around to look at Marcus and said, “Master Quaid? I’ll address you as such for the time being. I heard you’re from Capital City. A young master from an influential family? Then why aren’t you fighting back after I attacked you? I don’t think this is what your family taught you. I’m standing right here. If you have the guts, come fight me.”

A provocation!

A brazen provocation!

are you waiting

guffawed sarcastically. “You p*ssy! So this is what a young master from an influential family is like. Then, why are you trying to act like a poser in

How crude!

he use these terms at a high-end

it was down to

fight back, but if he did, then he would lose his image. However, if he did not do

a guy who refused to play by

don’t be so conceited. I’m the second young master of the Quaids in Capital City. If you cross me, you’ll suffer the most horrible revenge! Plus, Beacon will also receive the most horrible vengeance

Marcus yelled angrily.

Are you

snickered when he looked

could afford to offend. They would be able

looked at Marcus. His brows were

your place, huh? Are all the Quaids idiots? Was the lesson

his leg again. His black leather shoes landed firmly against the middle of Marcus’ chest

Thud!

like a kite with a broken string. Then, he crashed into the

Blegh!

nose were filled with the metallic smell

broken three of his ribs with that kick. Even

as he remembered something horrible from

it was related

This was insane!