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!

slapped him

can’t shut up, can

the Quaids have always been nothing to

His older brother?

in Philip’s eyes and suddenly thought that he had to be planning something bad. Marcus

mouth, glaring 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

on the verge of death, but you’re still worried about others? No, I think you’re scared of me, aren’t

foot from Marcus’s

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

fool. He wanted to use Marcus as

he decided to give Marcus a lesson

Marcus. The latter squirmed backward in fear, asking in

know what fate awaits you from the moment you laid your filthy fingers

minced no more words. He brought his knife

Pfft!

“Argh!”

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

whole floor was covered in blood, like a scene out

kill you! I want

was crimson as he

had lost his

down at Marcus, who had fainted from the pain. He then brought his foot down and

could forget about regaining