The First Heir

“Torres Hane! Stop following me!”

Lydia was very angry as she glared at Torres who was following behind her.

“Lydia, I know that I was wrong, so please forgive me. I’ll apologize, okay?” Torres said.

He glanced at Philip who was being pulled by Lydia. First, he separated them in disgust. Then, he said indifferently with a dark face, “Hey, I’m sorry.”

Philip smiled. He did not wish to cause trouble. He could see that these people were the second-generation members of those rich and respectable families, so he said calmly, “It’s okay. Can I go now?”

“You can go now.”

Torres said coldly and then turned to look at Lydia as if to please her. He said with a grin, “Lydia, it’s fine now, right?”

Lydia glared at him and said nothing.

Philip turned around and left, but Torres’ disdainful voice came from behind. “Such bad luck!”

This made Philip frown. He had not even done anything but was scolded several times for nothing.

He stopped and looked up at the sky, his thoughts were unknown.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked toward the group of people laughing over there.

for a moment and then sneered, “Oh, you dare to come back? What, have you taken a fancy to Lydia? Have you taken a look at

Torres saw a fist as big as a sandbag flying

this. He just felt very upset and wanted to

Bam!

Philip’s fist and his cheek, Torres tilted his head and staggered before

Wow!

second-generations were all stunned as

eyes widened in astonishment. Covering her

“F*ck!”

up from the ground, and pointed at Philip

Torres rushing up with an angry face, Philip suddenly lifted his leg and feinted a kick. Torres

in his trouser pockets in a swaggering manner and said indifferently, “Do you know what type of people I

group of people was shocked by Philip’s domineering display. Their expressions appeared very puzzled as they stared in

shabby-looking guy a practitioner

never met anyone who dared to beat him, so he

the hell are you trying

clenched his fists. If this guy could not say anything,

crowd, and found that these rich second-generations were really

Huh?

The crowd was astounded.

than me and no one is more

you, you, and all of you think that because you have tens of millions of assets in your families, because you can drive BMWs and Benzes around every day, and you can follow your parents in and out of big parties and banquets, that makes

In their minds, the