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!

at the

minute! Mr. Clarke, please

fat middle-aged man ran over while clutching a black leather bag under his arm. He was

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

Clarke, this is the owner of Fenix Hotel

finally paid attention to this Peter

bag, and handed it to Philip fawningly. He then said with a smile, “Hello Mr. Clarke, I’m the owner of

made no motion, so Theo took

“Anything?” Philip asked.

slyly and glanced at the male receptionist who had his legs broken and was now lying on the ground. He went over with a kick and shouted, “F*ck off,

was sprawled on the ground limply with a pained expression

receptionist was about to crawl away, Philip said coldly, “Wait a minute. Mr. Murdoch, what’s the meaning of this? My daughter and my friend are missing from your hotel. I haven’t even found out anything and you want

were filled with a cold

“Mr. Clarke, you’ve misunderstood. This matter has nothing to do with our hotel. Why don’t I show you

“The system is damaged.”

said, his

this Peter Murdoch was covering

words, the Fenix Hotel was

in his eyes

was