The First Heir

Chapter 632

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?

He had gotten a good look

and its headlights were ten times brighter than those of a usual

a friendly middle finger. He then raised his brows and chuckled

about to hit him, all three people in

driver’s eye twitched and he immediately slammed

“Kill him!”

second, they saw that Philip had vanished from before their

car came to a

atmosphere was

Crash!

was a loud thud on the roof of the car. It felt

window. He flashed his pearly whites

the man in the passenger seat pulled a gun from his pocket. The man had a knife scar on his face and a vicious expression, aiming the gun at the window and pulling the trigger

Bam!

the gunshot rang

disappeared from the window like

“Where did he go?!”

three people in the car looked solemn. They could not imagine anybody moving faster

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

off again from

undergone special training before, plus he was

“Catch him!”

swift and decisive, at the very least.

the same time, in the red Porsche racecar ahead, a stylishly-dressed woman was looking at Philip in the passenger seat

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