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.

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

at the fat middle-aged man standing in front of him who kept panting and sweating.

whispered in Philip’s ear, “Mr. Clarke, this is the owner of Fenix Hotel and Restaurant, Peter

that, Philip finally paid attention to this

handed it to Philip fawningly. He then

so Theo took the card

“Anything?” Philip asked.

was now lying on the ground. He went over

the ground limply with a pained expression as he stared at

Murdoch, what’s the meaning of this? My daughter and my friend are missing from your

eyes were

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

“The system is damaged.”

said, his

Murdoch was

other words, the Fenix Hotel was involved in this

eyes as he

fatty was