The First Heir

He read the specter of death in Philip’s icy eyes. It was extremely vivid, as though Philip could kill him with a snap of his fingers!

Why did he disobey Uncle Len? Why did he insist on opposing Philip?

Marcus was filled with regret right now. He would gladly beg Philip for mercy on his knees.

However, it was all futile now. He was still the second son of the Quaid family, the heir to their fortune. No, he had the right to be proud!

He did not believe that Philip would actually kill him!

“No way! You wouldn’t dare to kill me! I’m the second son of the Quaid family, I represent the Quaids!”

Marcus roared, trying to catch the attention of the guards outside by yelling.

However, it was all for naught.

Rick had disposed of all the guards outside.

“If you touch me, you’re making an enemy of the Quaid family. If anything happens to me, the entire family will come after your life! Trust me, we’re more than capable of that! No matter how strong you are, can you protect your family? Your friends? What about her? Don’t you think my family will come after her with a vicious vengeance?”

Marcus had leverage. Once he remembered that, he no longer feared anything. In fact, he only grew bolder.

Smack!

him without

just can’t shut

the second son of the Quaids, but the Quaids have always been nothing to me! Or are you saying that you Quaids

His older brother?

saw the hostility in Philip’s eyes and suddenly thought that he had to

broken teeth in his mouth, glaring at Philip. “I’m warning you, Philip, you should leave

verge of death, but you’re still worried about others? No, I

and then removed his foot from

Marcus. It was his first time wanting to kill someone else

no fool. He wanted to use Marcus as bait to

Marcus a lesson he

waved the fruit knife in his hand, crouching next to Marcus. The latter squirmed backward in fear, asking in a panic, “W-What are you trying to pull

you from the moment you laid your filthy

more words. He brought his

Pfft!

“Argh!”

a scream as Marcus clapped his hand around his bloody groin. He curled up

like

I want to kill you!

was crimson

had lost

stood up and looked down at Marcus, who had fainted from the pain. He then brought his foot down and trampled the lost digit into

forget about regaining any