The First Heir

Philip was dragged to the training ground behind Seed Group. With a clatter, the huge iron gate was pushed open.

Saul Seed sat at the innermost area next to dozens of grim faced thugs, each with steel pipes or baseball bats in their hands.

Charles stood to the side and dared not move at all. Martha was still sitting in a wheelchair. Both of them were bruised and swollen, obviously beaten up.

Zachary was on crutches, and his right arm was wrapped in bandages that hung from his neck. He was beaten out of the blue last night.

The other party had said that it was Philip Clarke who told them to do it!

At that time, Zachary was so angry that he spat out blood!

Philip Clarke was so good at playing dirty!

“Bring him in!”

Zachary yelled. The security guards behind heard him and kicked Philip in.

Then, the door was closed tightly.

Philip coldly glanced at the two security guards next to him.

make their lives

at the brink

he was stopped by Saul, who scolded, “It’s not your turn to hit him. Stand

Seed family, was in

trained the personal guards of several high

sizing Philip up at this moment. Was this the same Philip Clarke who

looked very ordinary.

grandson of his was really good at causing

he had to be taught a lesson. Otherwise,

Saul and said indifferently, “Since I’m here, you have to keep your word and release

us go. Philip, what took you so long? They were about to

like a pig, “You know nothing but to cause trouble every day! A loser like

looked at Martha and said,

dragged us down with you

when I get back! I won’t delay even a minute! You’ll bring misfortune if you continue staying

a flattering smile, saying, “Young Master Seed, since Philip

slapped

are? The injuries on my body are caused