The First Heir

That was just what Uncle Tim was like. Bold and decisive, just like an ancient military general.

If that had not happened back then, Uncle Tim’s daughter would probably be about Philip’s age by now.

To be honest, Philip rather missed his cousin.

Was that brat Ethan Clarke doing well over there? Philip could not help but wonder.

He hoped Ethan could pull through.

After all, Philip had survived that place himself. Everyone in there was a genius in their own rights, and they had a really good way with words too.

Philip hoped that the boy could shake off his terrible spoiled-brat attitude and reemerge a changed man.

After he stayed at the hospital for a while, Philip stood up, about to go back to the villa and get something.

On the way, though, he suddenly sensed something amiss.

Philip paused and abruptly looked behind him. There were two blindingly bright lights coming right at him at breakneck speeds!

The lights grew brighter and brighter. Anyone else would be temporarily blinded by them!

However, Philip reacted quickly and leaped out of the lamps’ way. He even managed to see the silhouettes in the cars!

“One, two, three…”

Oh-ho? They pulled out all the stops here!

Who could be behind this attack this time?

The branch families?

Probably not.

Giada?

good

moved extremely quickly, and its headlights were ten times brighter than those of a

flipped the car that was pouncing at him a friendly middle finger. He then raised his brows and chuckled before leaping into the

hit him, all three people

twitched and he immediately slammed his foot

“Kill him!”

that Philip had

to a sudden

was strangely

Crash!

roof of the car. It felt as though someone stomped down

the driver side window. He flashed his pearly whites and said, “Isn’t it

pulled a gun from his pocket. The man had a knife scar on his face and a

Bam!

rang out in the

disappeared from the window like a

“Where did he go?!”

looked solemn. They could not imagine anybody moving

they saw Philip, they realized that he had leaped up and into the window of a red racecar

even flipped them off again

for them, Philip had undergone special training before, plus he

“Catch him!”

swift and decisive, at the very least. They immediately slammed the accelerator and

red Porsche racecar ahead, a stylishly-dressed woman was looking at