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

shut up, can

second son of the Quaids, but the Quaids have always been nothing to me!

His older brother?

eyes and suddenly thought that he had to be planning something bad. Marcus shuddered

at 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 if you

you’re still worried about others? No, I think you’re scared of me, aren’t you? That’s why you want

foot from Marcus’s chest, pulling a fruit knife from the coffee

had wanted to kill Marcus. It was his first

same time, he was no fool. He wanted to use

give Marcus

The latter squirmed backward in fear, asking in

you from the

chuckled coldly and minced no more words. He

Pfft!

“Argh!”

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

covered in blood, like a scene out of

I want to kill you!

face was crimson as he

had lost his

the pain. He then brought his foot down and trampled

about