The First Heir

Crack!

Suddenly, the weather over Capital City changed drastically!

In the sky, thunder rumbled and its intensity was frightening!

Bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, weaving among the thick dark clouds like winding dragons!

Enormous, thick dark clouds covered the entire sky over Capital City in an instant!

It grew dark all of a sudden.

The lightning that pierced through the heavens directly illuminated the entire Quaid Manor and also illuminated Quentin’s face!

There was anger, frigidity, and endless killing intent!

As the patriarch of the Quaid family, Quentin had fought for decades before he finally took that position. It was the golden time for him to shine. How could he be scared by the words of an ignorant brat like Philip?!

“Annihilate the Quaid family? You’re the first person to utter those words! Audacious!”

A ferocious beast-like roar erupted from Quentin’s chest.

Behind him, dozens of special guards quickly closed the circle.

At the same time, in the entire manor, a steady stream of people came from the surroundings until the place was congested.

Swoosh!

Big raindrops started to fall until they formed a curtain!

Click!

black umbrella and stood beside Philip, shielding him from the

from them, the butler naturally opened an umbrella for

pouring. In the manor, two killing forces

outsiders,

Manor was equivalent to digging

the umbrellas with splattering

two groups faced

you

this uninvited guest and said coldly, “Insolent brat! Although I don’t know what your family does, since you dare to break into my manor, I’ll punish you severely no matter who your

had dared to say that they would

Too ignorant!

the umbrella with 12 people behind him and Rick, who still had a calm expression on his face. He took a

you refuse to believe

and in tandem with the thunder that shook the sky, it

Haha!

A roar of laughter!

was an idiot. The special guards in black suits were already standing beside

brat like that was going to destroy

scoffed. “Brat, I don’t know where you got your confidence from, but you’re really crazy. No wonder you dare to hurt my

flatly, “Quentin Quaid, you’re really getting old. Have you forgotten

directly shocked everyone, and

Lawrence’s legs!

eyes. He stared at Philip’s face and recalled

Him! It was him!

It was actually him!

Clarke!!!” Quentin roared as his eyes

his eldest son, the most hopeful candidate to inherit the position of the next patriarch. However, because of an incident eight years ago, his legs were crippled and he had to live his life in a wheelchair since then. He also got further away from the core of

and was unable to produce