The First Heir

However, at this moment, Gil had already been consumed by anger. He just wanted to teach Philip, this ignorant trash, a good lesson!

Thus, he shouted arrogantly, “What are you afraid of? Are there things I can’t do in Uppercreek? So what if he’s Sam Cohen? This is Uppercreek, the land of the young. One Sam Cohen will be trampled under my shoes sooner or later!”

Audacious!

Outrageous!

At this moment, Gil Dean had brought into full play the flippant temperament of a rich second-generation young master.

On the opposite, Sam’s face was as dark as night.

No one had ever dared to talk to him like this!

“Rascal, what are you talking about? This is an outrage!”

gruff shout came from behind

brought by

a burly middle-aged man with an angular face. His pair of thick eyebrows were raised, and his face was full of anger. Wearing a gray suit,

fell half a meter

to kick me? Do

furiously and glanced back but

“Your old man!”

middle-aged man who kicked Gil

was here. He

chill all over his

Gil was so frightened that he stammered,

at Gil who was on the ground, reprimanding him, “If I didn’t show up, wouldn’t you be turning this place upside down by now? You even dare to show disrespect to Mr. Cohen. Who gave you

“Mr. Cohen, I’m sorry. I didn’t train my son well

around, kicked Gil, and said angrily, “Rascal, why are you still in

Gil was depressed.

his violent temper. Since he was a child, he had endured a fair share of his father’s beatings. His ass was full of marks from his