The First Heir

“No way, I can’ t leave you here!”

Philip roared and tried his best to pull Tiger out.

Tiger howled in misery. He looked at his right leg that was caught in the frame, laughed wryly, and said, “Mr. Clarke, I’m begging you. Leave me here. My leg is stuck and I can’t get out. Now, go, leave quickly!”

“Shut up! I’ll get you out!”

With red eyes, Philip got up and looked around. Suddenly, he saw the fire ax in the nearby mall. He ran over and smashed the glass of the fire cabinet with a punch. Then, he took out the fire ax and rushed back to the side of the car. He chopped at the car frame furiously, but it was not something that could be cut with a fire ax.

Tiger looked at Philip who was chopping away at the car frame and shouted, “Mr. Clarke, let it be. It’s too late. Go quickly and leave me here. This is what I owe you and your wife.”

Philip did not answer.

Puff!

started to catch fire. Seeing this scene, the trapped Tiger became

he was now. It was clearly

unwilling to

Clank, clink!

from the fire ax continued. The car frame was deformed but it was still to

arms weakly and watched as the

be repaid in kind. Brother Theo told me that you paid for my mother’s medical expenses in the nursing home, and you

eyes were red, and he

his hand. He looked at Tiger inside the car and

fixed on Tiger’s leg that was stuck. The fire

“Argh!”

resounded all around. Following that, Philip struggled to get Tiger, who had passed out,

was covered

Bang!