The First Heir

Lydia scowled and said firmly, “Yes, if you dare to lay a finger on him, you’ll get it from me!”

Torres gritted his teeth bitterly, waved a fist in the air, and roared, “F*ck!”

Several other rich second-generations also began to speak up for Torres.

“Lydia, what are you doing? Aren’t you aware of how Torres treats you? Why are you hurting him over a scumbag like that?”

Luisa Schoen, with her tall figure and slender legs, was wearing revealing clothes. She was staring at Philip uncomfortably at this moment.

“Yeah, Lydia, why are you acting this way? Is he a friend of yours?”

A boy looked at Philip in disgust.

“Yes, he’s my friend. I forbid you to say that about him!”

Lydia was about to blow her temper, and she was not afraid to lash out at these few friends of hers.

“Let’s go!”

pulled Philip to get away

they shook their heads helplessly before comforting

don’t be too sad. Lydia is just looking

shabby and has no money. He can’t be compared to you at all. After the excitement has passed, Lydia will soon notice

some drinks and find

with them and left. The latter

a few middle-aged men walked

Shawn walked over and asked with

Upon seeing his uncle approaching, everyone

had adopted his

the Hane family

what Mr. Clarke are you talking about?” Torres was taken aback

man talking to you just now. The girl from the Jensen

an ordinary person. He’s Mr. Clarke, a man who’s well respected in Riverdale, South River District, Golden City, and other

eyes full

went and interacted with Philip because of the

“Mister… Clarke?” Luisa exclaimed.

other boys and girls