The First Heir
Chapter 645
“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.
up in a corner of the room, armed with the bedside lamp. Her face was stained with tears as she howled hoarsely, “Go
“Help! Help, save me!”
the large presidential suite were her wails and his lustful
her, one step at a time. Despair filled her heart,
save her right
at her in the corner. He had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now he was
the bed and then
to fight, kept screaming at the top of her
second, she cried out in despair,
Bam!
Crash!
a tremendous
were squeezed shut, but she felt Marcus’s weight suddenly disappear from above her. Her eyes flew open,
eyes threatening to spew flames as he glared at Marcus, whom he had sent flying with
before been
had never before wanted
had a bottom line, a landmine that would kill anyone who stepped
looked at Wynn. In one rapid motion, he grabbed the covers and blanketed her body with it.
the covers tightly, feeling the very real warmth of
It was
Everything is
Philip kept consoling her.
go when Wynn calmed down slightly. He pushed back the hair that had fallen over her forehead and said gently, “Leave the rest to
to Marcus, who was still groaning on
“Why are you here?!”
his chest. He seemed to have broken a few ribs, and it hurt
Marcus had not even seen how Philip
this man
Smack!
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