The First Heir

When the call was connected, Smyth’s solemn tone was heard on the other end. “Philip Clarke, I’d like to ask you to release Hendricks Worley immediately.”

Philip simply chuckled and said, “President Smyth, you really don’t give up until you’re faced with the gallows.”

On the other end, Smyth was sitting in a speeding car while talking grimly. “Philip, this matter involves the medical association. If you do this, you’ll be making an enemy out of us, and your wife’s company will also suffer our vengeance!”

Suffer from vengeance?

Philip smiled with chills in his eyes and said, “Smyth, when you decided to make a move against Beacon, you already became my enemy. And as my enemy, the only unfortunate outcome is to be destroyed by me!”

Smyth immediately exploded and roared angrily. “You’re playing with fire! I’m the regional president of the medical association. If you do this, you’re offending me and the medical association!”

“So what?” Philip shook his head and sneered, “It’s just a medical association. If it collapses, there will naturally be a new medical association to replace you. Don’t think too highly of yourself.”

Smyth’s anger burned his entire mind. While spewing all kinds of threats out of his mouth, he clenched his fists tightly.

Then, Smyth calmed himself down by taking a deep breath.

Golden City specifically this time to

should talk about it. I’ll be reaching Riverdale soon. We can meet

what the other

However…

be necessary. I don’t like to talk nonsense with the enemy. Let’s stop beating

here, it shows that you’re not a foolish man. As long as you release Hendricks, I’ll revoke Beacon’s

car and smiled, his arms

I’m sorry to disappoint you,” Philip

far. Just state your conditions and I’ll meet your requests. But you must let

that’s part of your culture. But I can tell you clearly that I’m not a pushover. If you don’t

you worried about your daughter’s

threaten me!” Philip said coldly, “I hope you can say the

wanted to continue, but the line was already disconnected with the sound

Plop!

phone out in anger and roared. “Damn you, Philip Clarke! You’re a