The First Heir

The middle-aged woman was the bar’s small boss, and the sultry girls standing behind her were all gold diggers. Their usual work was to accompany the guests to drink. If the guests spent money, they could then go out to have fun.

If a large private room only ordered drinks without girls, it was the same as a dog in a manger. Thus, the young girls could not hold back their mouths either.

“Tsk, how dare they come here to have fun if they don’t have the money? Rubbish.”

“Do you know what kind of place this is?”

“This is not a country pub, hillbilly!”

Philip was not the only person in the room. Brian and the other 12 Shadow Guards were there too. These people were extremely loyal.

For this middle-aged woman to curse Philip in front of them, she was simply looking for death.

All 12 of them stood up with a whoosh, each glaring angrily at the middle-aged woman.

already touching the butterfly knife strapped to the side of her waist, staring at the middle-aged woman with a

young lord, they would

looked at the 12 burly guards and 17 who were full of murderous intent. Her heart immediately went weak as she said tremblingly,

was a little helpless and quickly turned around to speak to everyone, “Sit down, don’t get angry. This small matter is not worth it. If you get angry, are you going

that, they sat down

telling you, from now on, be polite to our young master! If

all seated, she felt a little settled. However,

a young master? I’m telling you, don’t think I’ in afraid just because there are so many of you! Do you think I

Immediately, a lot of brawny security

up?”

them. They’re only here to drink! I think they can’t even afford to drink. They’re obviously a

they said eagerly. Seeing this,

Especially Brian Pascal who was braver than a