The First Heir

“What happened to you?” Charles asked.

Martha immediately howled and complained, “Ah, what do you think? I was beaten by Philip! How dare he treat me this way? You’re my husband, so do something about this!”

Martha finally found her support, and now she was acting like a three-year-old, venting all her grievances and dissatisfaction.

Charles also looked helpless as he asked, “Why did he beat you for no reason? Did you do something to provoke him?”

Martha rolled her eyes around and said hesitantly, “No… I didn’t.”

At the sight of her, Charles was sure she did something to offend Philip. Otherwise, Philip would not have been so heavy-handed.

Therefore, he got up directly, ignored Martha, and left with some words, “Do as you please. After what happened today, haven’t you realized it already? Philip is no longer a good-for-nothing!”

When Martha recalled what happened at the Green family, she felt chills up her spine.

Philip was really different now.

Back to Philip’s side.

He arrived at Theo Zander’s company in a big building.

Theo stood in front of Philip respectfully and asked with a smile, “Mr. Clarke, what can I do for you today?”

Sitting in the chairman’s seat, Philip came straight to the point, “Bring a few men and come with me. We need to settle some things.”

As soon as Theo heard that, he quickly dialed a number and said, “Tell the 12 elites to come here at once!”

Very soon at the entrance of Theo’s company, a fleet of black commercial vehicles stopped at the door.

From the cars, a total of 12 heavily armed thugs alighted.

All of them wore black suits and had on dark sunglasses. Their figures were burly and stout. It was obvious at first glance that they were well-trained.

these 12 people stood in front of Philip and bowed in unison.

and said, “Some of you may die in

allegiance to

allegiance to

12 people

It was deafening!

expected of

looked at Theo,

of people

the entire time. Although he had no idea what the mission was, he was

someone die in this

was a little nervous. It was inevitable to have some worries at his

words encouraged him, “Theo, do you still remember what being hot-blooded

Hot-blooded?

Theo’s weather-beaten pupils, a cold light suddenly reflected in them as

his somewhat hunched back suddenly tightened as

used to rule over the streets passionately,

He was Theo Zander!

He had his pride!

happens to me, please take care of my

glanced at Theo who was half-bent over with a

that said, everyone

stopped at

loomed in the

like the ancient armies were about

stood next to the car while

sky while smoking a cigarette. With a puff of smoke, the sky was filled with flashes of lightning and deafening rumbles, as if predicting that a bloody battle would

‘Stinger, here we come!’

him would

dark clouds in the sky. He was dressed in black,

outfit, but