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!

rang at the entrance of the

minute! Mr.

a black leather bag under his arm. He was sweating

of him who kept

Clarke, this is

Philip finally paid attention

Philip fawningly. He then said with a smile, “Hello Mr. Clarke, I’m the owner of Fenix Hotel and Restaurant,

so Theo

“Anything?” Philip asked.

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, you embarrassing piece of scum! Crawl away and get out

sprawled on the ground limply with a pained expression as he stared

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

were

“Mr. Clarke, you’ve misunderstood. This matter has nothing to do with

“The system is damaged.”

said, his

Murdoch was covering

Fenix Hotel was involved

eyes as

fatty was up