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

a minute! Mr. Clarke, please

over while clutching a black leather

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

“Mr. Clarke, this is the owner of Fenix Hotel and

that, Philip finally paid attention to this Peter

card from his bag, and handed it to Philip fawningly. He then said

made no motion, so Theo

“Anything?” Philip asked.

the male receptionist who had his legs broken and was now lying on the ground. He went

male receptionist was sprawled on the ground limply with

“Wait a minute. Mr. Murdoch, what’s the meaning of this? My daughter and my friend are missing from

were filled

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

“The system is damaged.”

his

Peter Murdoch was covering up for

words, the Fenix Hotel was

chills in his eyes

fatty was up