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

Quaids, but the Quaids have always been nothing to me!

His older brother?

that he had to

you, Philip, you should leave while you can. If Uncle Len finds you here,

I think you’re scared of me, aren’t you?

gave it a brief thought and then removed his foot from Marcus’s chest, pulling

Philip had wanted to kill Marcus. It was

time, he was no fool. He wanted

decided to give Marcus a lesson he would never

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

the

coldly and minced no more

Pfft!

“Argh!”

groin. He curled up into a ball, kneeling in a pool of his own

in blood, like a scene out of a

kill you! I

crimson as he

lost

from the pain. He then brought

about regaining