The First Heir

“Young Master Hane, that’s Philip Clarke. He’s the one who beat your brother up. It just so happens that he’s also in attendance for tonight’s party. Would you like to find someone to teach him a lesson?”

Juan fanned the flames and looked at Philip not far away with unconcealed hatred in his eyes. He said, “Moreover, he’s also a stumbling block for our cooperation this time. As long as he’s around, it’ll be difficult for our cooperation to proceed.”

Francis nodded silently, already shifting his gaze from Wynn’s graceful back to the smiling Philip.

That was the man?

He was the person who beat his brother up violently in public? He truly wondered if he should hate him or thank him instead.

Otherwise, he would not have the opportunity to walk into the power center of the Hane family and formally compete with Kenneth Hane for the lead position.

No one knew Francis’ thoughts at this moment, but in the outsiders’ eyes, Francis Hane, who had always been calm and majestic, was actually showing a faint sneer.

The female companion next to Juan kept looking at Francis’ eyes, obviously smitten by him!

Juan also gave the woman a silent look.

The woman stepped forward, took Francis’ arm, and said coyly, “Young Master Hane, for the sake of our cooperation, you have to fix that brat! He’s arrogant and even threatened–”

“What?”

with a

from the Hane family ever steps into Riverdale, he’ll break… Break their

really devious and played her cards

were absolutely

said nonchalantly, “Threatening the Hane family? It’s the first time

A useless kept man?

Hehe.

How audacious!

cold contempt. In his eyes, a wretch like Philip was already a dead

was very simple—To make use of a powerhouse like the Hane family and firmly suppress the arrogant Philip

one in the spotlight, so he would just sit around and watch the

noticed that Francis had taken a fancy to Wynn. The expression in his eyes just now said it

we go over now?” Juan asked

“Wait a minute. Didn’t you say there are special guests tonight? I want to see them

speaking, he suddenly saw a familiar figure appearing in the hall. In an instant, a taunting look

walked elegantly toward Philip with a

to see her

put aside his wine

was standing beside Philip. When she looked up, she saw Francis. She sneered, “I didn’t expect to meet an acquaintance here. Philip, don’t blame me for not reminding you, but you’re

with high spirits

second young master of the Hane family, Francis Hane. He’s the brother of Kenneth Hane who you beat