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!

umbrella and stood beside

from them, the butler naturally

the manor, two

the eyes of outsiders,

trouble in Quaid Manor was equivalent to digging

raindrops fell on the umbrellas

two groups faced off each

said calmly, “Quentin, you

and said coldly, “Insolent brat! Although I don’t know what your

livid now. For many years, no one had

Too ignorant!

on his face. He took a breath, exhaled smoke, and looked up

you refuse to believe it,

fell into Quentin’s ears, and in tandem with the thunder

Haha!

A roar of laughter!

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

like that was going to destroy

wonder you dare to hurt my son, but that’s it! Since you hurt my son, even if you

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

everyone, and Quentin even more

Lawrence’s legs!

in Quentin’s eyes. He stared at Philip’s face

Him! It was him!

It was actually him!

Clarke!!!” Quentin roared as 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

had been rendered impotent and was unable to produce the next