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

Mr. Clarke, please

a black leather bag under his arm. He was sweating

looked at the fat middle-aged man standing in front of him who kept

Philip’s ear, “Mr. Clarke, this is the owner of

finally paid attention to this Peter

breath, took out his business card from his bag, and handed it to Philip fawningly. He then said with a smile, “Hello Mr. Clarke, I’m the

made no motion, so Theo took

“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

male receptionist was sprawled on the ground limply with a pained

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 me to release

Philip’s eyes were filled with a cold

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

“The system is damaged.”

his expression

this Peter Murdoch was covering

Fenix Hotel was involved in this

eyes as he looked at the smiling

was