The First Heir

There was instant silence on the other end, followed by a wave of pressure like an earthquake!

This was no trivial matter. It threatened the future of the Quaid family legacy!

Furthermore, Marcus was the family’s brightest hope for the next generation.

“Find out who did it, and kill them!”

The voice on the other end roared with the aura of a king, followed by, “And send Marcus back here at once!”

“Yes, sir!”

Len responded and ended the call, wiping the cold sweat from his brow.

Since the master had given him an order, he just had to carry it out.

Capital City was a busy international metropolitan where cash and alcohol flowed freely.

Right now, a few rays of moonlight were shining through the windows into a dark room in a villa. Inside, a young man in a wheelchair was looking out of the window expressionlessly. His gaze was dark, but no one could read what he was thinking.

Just then, his phone rang.

The handsome young man glanced at the caller ID and frowned slightly. After a moment’s thought, he accepted the call.

the Old Master is in a right temper.

voice remained calm

picked any fights, just doing what he had to do. He was the number one candidate for the next head of

years ago that dethroned Lawrence

turned

not have, costing the Quaids the right to plant their next generations

the same time, Lawrence lost his status as the

to a useless piece of

maimed and left impotent… The Master has

trembling as

“He was maimed?”

piece of news, his expression remained unchanged

else could see was that he was positively elated

This was his chance!

been cut

up, Lawrence was certain

Quaid family was not going

opportunity he had been waiting for after so

his era to shine

relegated to nothing. Starting from now, however, he was going to transform into a hunting hound, baring his fangs and taking back

as his name suggested. No one

expression finally began to change. The corner of his lips slowly began to crease, and