The First Heir

After hearing this, Philip decided not to leave. He pulled a chair, sat down, and said, “It sounds as if you have some unspoken grievances. Say your piece. I’m all ears.”

Klein said solemnly, “It’s simple. You must accept the penalty.”

“Did I hear it right?”

Philip was stunned for a few seconds when he heard the words. Then, he mockingly said, “Are you talking to me about punishment? In that case, I believe that good-for-nothing nephew of yours should have been arrested a long time ago.”

Klein frowned and retorted, “You don’t have to worry about that. If you committed the crime, you have to bear the consequences.”

He knew in his heart that even though his nephew might behave badly, he was still his nephew after all. As his uncle, he had to avenge him!

Philip shook his head helplessly at Klein’s insistence.

“Whether this matter is my fault or your nephew’s fault, you should know better than anyone else. You just want to vent some frustrations on your nephew or the Hane family’s behalf, or you want to get something from us. Otherwise, why would you bother to go to such lengths?” Philip said.

A chill appeared in Klein’s eyes as he said in a deep voice, “You don’t need to worry about what kind of person Francis is. You just need to accept our sanctions obediently.”

and said, “It seems that you’re still

been watching on the sidelines since the beginning. Now, a faint cold light slowly seeped

door of the private room was pushed open, and four

up to Philip directly and said solemnly, “Dude, just come

turned to Klein and sneered coldly, “Mr. Hane, your method is

moment. He took a sip of the red wine and said, “You’re wrong on this point. Sometimes, underhanded methods produce the

truth better than anyone else, but you’d rather do this for your nephew’s sake. Won’t you regret it?”

silent, keeping his thoughts to

courage to talk

unaware of the Hane family’s

Philip seemed impatient. He grabbed Philip’s shoulder and said, “Stop your nagging. Get up and

to his

as he said, “You’re

scoffed. “Why do you talk so much? What’s there to reason?

eyes flashed coldly. He said, “Are you from the Hane

watching the exchange between Philip and the few brawny men. He could not help snickering. Things had already