The First Heir

“S-She…”

Bang bang!

There were two consecutive gunshots!

Philip quickly swung the man in front of him like a shield, and the two bullets sunk into the assassin’s back!

His female colleague had made her move. Since her first attempt did not work, she did not linger, leaving in the blink of an eye.

Philip frowned deeply, looking at the man in shades. The latter was lying on the ground with blood bubbling out of his mouth, so Philip knew that he was not getting any answers there.

He quickly called Rick and soon found his answer.

Curse that Marcus Quaid!

Curse the entire Quaid family!

Had the previous incident not taught them anything?!

How dare they try something like this!

…

At a presidential suite at United International Hotel.

“Hehe, give it up, Wynn. I promise I’ll treat you well.”

Marcus was holding a piece of Wynn’s dress that he had torn off her body. He brought it to his nostrils and took a deep whiff before spreading his lips into a creepy grin.

curled up in a corner of the room, armed with the bedside lamp. Her face was stained with tears as she howled hoarsely, “Go away! Don’t you dare come near

“Help! Help, save me!”

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he approached her, one step at a time. Despair filled her heart, and tears continued to trickle from

save

He had been waiting for this moment for so long,

threw her roughly onto the bed and then pressed his body over hers, trapping

screaming

the very last second, she cried out in despair,

Bam!

Crash!

a tremendous

squeezed shut, but she felt Marcus’s weight suddenly disappear from above her. Her eyes flew open, and she saw a large and powerful body standing over her, emanating flames

he glared at Marcus,

never before

never before wanted to kill someone

that would kill

Wynn. In one rapid motion, he grabbed the covers and blanketed her body with it. He then bent over and hugged her shoulders, soothing her. “I’m here. It’s alright

was still dazed. She gripped the covers tightly, feeling the very

It

alright. Everything is

Philip kept consoling her.

He pushed back the hair that had fallen over

to

“Why are you here?!”

seemed to have broken a few ribs, and it hurt so bad that he still could

part was that Marcus had not even seen how Philip managed to get in before he was sent

this man a

Smack!