The First Heir

Fred picked up the wine glass on the table and finished it in one gulp before abruptly throwing it on the table. He put his arms around the two charming beauties and said, “Tell me, what’s wrong.”

“F-Fred, Rocky and the gang went to capture Philip Clarke but everyone was wiped out! We’ve lost all contact with them!” the underling got up from the ground and said while trembling.

“What?!”

Fred was shocked and stood up from the sofa in astonishment!

The few beauties around wanted to go over to comfort him but Fred flew into a temper and slapped them while shouting, “Get lost!”

The beauties covered their red cheeks and ran out of the door in a hurry.

Fred scowled and asked, “What’s going on? Rocky brought a dozen elites with him but you’re saying everyone was wiped out?”

He had been with him for seven to eight years. He had never failed a

as he quickly said, “I saw it with my

“F*ck!”

violently overturned the coffee table, causing the bottles and glasses to come crashing on the floor. He walked back and forth in the private room with his hands on his hips, chills radiating from his body. After that, he suddenly

not sure yet. I’ve never seen this gang in Flower City. I don’t think they’re local security

Smack!

the underling on the face and cursed, “Don’t know? Why don’t you hurry up and find out, then? Find out who the other party is and

bowed and

leave when Fred added, “Wait a minute, what’s the situation in the hotel? Is Philip Clarke

I only saw Rocky and the

lieutenants. Tell them to gather everyone and surround the hotel completely. I’ll handle this matter personally this time! I don‘t believe that a kid from out of town can make any waves in

“Yes!”

of the club. The cars were either Mercedes-Benz S-Class or Porsche. One after another, dignified figures of

the five lieutenants working under