The First Heir

Chills!

Killing intent!

The entire lobby of Fenix Hotel was filled with Philip’s raging anger at this moment!

Yes, Philip Clarke was itching to kill someone right now!

To touch Mila was to shake Philip’s world!

He would make these people pay the heaviest price!

Including their lives!

“I… I don’t know. Don’t kill me… I really don’t know.”

The male receptionist still shook his head, his face flushing with pain.

Philip shook his head with murderous intent in his eyes and raised the golf club in his hand before saying coldly, “Sorry, wrong answer!”

The male receptionist crumbled while clutching his broken legs, looking at the golf club that was about to fall. He was wailing in pain.

Suddenly!

anxious voice rang at

minute! Mr. Clarke,

clutching a black leather

man standing in front of him who kept panting and sweating. There was a suspicious

over and whispered in Philip’s ear, “Mr. Clarke, this is the owner

paid

to Philip fawningly. He then said with a smile,

motion, so Theo took the

“Anything?” Philip asked.

legs broken and was now lying on the ground. He went

male receptionist was sprawled on the ground limply with a pained expression as he

a minute. Mr. Murdoch, what’s the meaning of this? My daughter and my friend are missing from your hotel. I haven’t even

eyes were filled with

quickly said with a benevolent smile, “Mr. Clarke, you’ve misunderstood. This matter has

“The system is damaged.”

his expression

Murdoch was covering

words, the Fenix Hotel was involved in

eyes as

damned fatty was