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

a minute! Mr. Clarke, please

ran over while clutching a black leather bag under his arm. He

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

Clarke, this is

paid attention to this

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

so Theo

“Anything?” Philip asked.

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

on the ground limply with a pained expression as he stared

Mr. Murdoch, what’s the meaning of this? My daughter and my friend are

speaking, Philip’s eyes were

said with a benevolent smile, “Mr. Clarke, you’ve misunderstood. This matter has nothing to do with our hotel. Why don’t

“The system is damaged.”

said, his expression

Murdoch was covering up for

Fenix Hotel

in his eyes as he looked at the

was up