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.

with the bedside lamp. Her face was stained with tears as she howled hoarsely, “Go away! Don’t you dare come near me! Stay away

“Help! Help, save me!”

but the only sounds in the large presidential suite were her wails

her, one step at a time. Despair filled her heart, and tears continued

someone could save her right now.

at her in the corner. He had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now he was finally going to taste the forbidden

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

kept trying to fight, kept screaming at the top of her

last second, she cried out in

Bam!

Crash!

a tremendous hullabaloo

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,

threatening to spew flames as he glared at Marcus, whom he

had never before

never before wanted to kill someone

a bottom line, a landmine that would kill

her body with it. He then bent over and hugged her shoulders, soothing her.

covers tightly, feeling the very real

was here. It

Everything is alright

Philip kept consoling her.

calmed down slightly. He pushed back the hair that had fallen over

up and walked over to

“Why are you here?!”

to have broken a few ribs, and it hurt so bad

had not even seen how Philip managed to get in before he

this man a

Smack!