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!

voice rang at

Mr. Clarke,

while clutching a black leather bag under his arm. He

of him who kept panting

this is the owner of Fenix Hotel and Restaurant, Peter

that, Philip finally paid attention to

from 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 Restaurant,

so Theo

“Anything?” Philip asked.

now lying on the ground. He went over with a kick and shouted, “F*ck off, you embarrassing piece

with a pained

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

speaking, Philip’s eyes were filled

misunderstood. This matter has nothing to do with our hotel. Why don’t I show you the

“The system is damaged.”

said, his

this Peter Murdoch was covering

words, the Fenix Hotel

eyes as he looked at the

damned fatty was up