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 up,

“You might be the second son of the Quaids, but the Quaids have always been nothing to me! Or are you saying that you Quaids learned nothing from what happened to your

His older brother?

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

Philip. “I’m warning you, Philip, you should leave while you can. If Uncle Len finds you here, you won’t be able to leave even

worried about others? No, I think you’re scared

removed his foot from Marcus’s chest, pulling

kill Marcus. It was his first time wanting

the same time, he was no fool. He wanted to use Marcus as bait to ignite the Quaids’

Marcus a lesson he

The latter squirmed backward in fear, asking in

awaits you from the moment you laid your

chuckled coldly and minced no more words.

Pfft!

“Argh!”

Marcus clapped his hand around his bloody groin. He curled up into a ball, kneeling in a pool of his

in blood, like a scene

you! I want

crimson as he

lost

who had fainted from the pain. He then brought his foot down and trampled the lost digit

forget about regaining any function