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.

the bedside lamp. Her face was stained with tears as she howled hoarsely, “Go away!

“Help! Help, save me!”

desperately, but the only sounds in the large presidential suite were her wails and his

at a time. Despair

wished someone could save her right

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

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

kept screaming at the

at the very last second, she cried

Bam!

Crash!

tremendous hullabaloo in the

weight suddenly disappear from above her. Her eyes flew open, and she saw a large and powerful body standing

his eyes threatening to spew flames as he glared at Marcus, whom he had sent flying with a

had never before

never before wanted to kill

bottom line, a landmine that would kill anyone who

one rapid motion, he grabbed the covers and blanketed her body with it. He then bent over and hugged

dazed. She gripped the covers tightly, feeling the very real warmth of real embrace around

It

alright. Everything is alright

Philip kept consoling her.

go when Wynn calmed down slightly. He pushed back the hair that had fallen over her forehead

that, Philip stood up and walked over to Marcus, who was still

“Why are you here?!”

broken a few ribs, and it hurt so bad that he still could not

scarier part was that Marcus had not even seen

man

Smack!