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!”

speaking, Lydia pulled Philip to

they shook their heads

is just looking for some

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

drinks and find

them and left. The latter still

were about to get in the car, a few middle-aged men walked out from the doors of Dragon

Shawn walked over and asked

and the others were about to leave. Upon seeing his uncle approaching, everyone

adopted his mother’s last

the Hane family was

you talking about?” Torres was taken aback and asked in

chuckled before saying, “He’s the man talking to you just now. The girl from the

ordinary person. He’s Mr. Clarke, a man who’s well respected in Riverdale, South River

with a smile, his eyes full of praise for

with Philip because of

“Mister… Clarke?” Luisa exclaimed.

but the other boys and girls were also