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

pulling the old man away, they shook their heads helplessly before comforting

be too sad. Lydia is just looking for

compared to you at all. After the

drinks and find some girls

of people brought Torres along with them and left. The latter

a few middle-aged men walked out from the doors of Dragon

Mr. Clarke?” Shawn walked over and

about to leave. Upon seeing his uncle approaching,

his mother’s last

the Hane family was

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

just now. The girl from the Jensen family was also there. I saw you walking

not an ordinary person. He’s Mr. Clarke, a man who’s well respected in Riverdale,

smile, his eyes full of praise for

interacted with Philip because of the little

“Mister… Clarke?” Luisa exclaimed.

but the other