The First Heir

“What?”

On the other end of the line, Travis Harrison was in the car, almost roaring with his eyes wide open.

Finn Arnell died in his venue? Wolfman was also being detained?

“Damn it! Where is he? Where is the troublemaker now? Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on them?” Travis roared.

Carla was flustered and wailed. “Young Master Harrison, I couldn’t stop them. They’re too fierce. Even dozens of Wolfman’s people couldn’t stop one of them.”

“F*ck!”

Travis hung up the call furiously.

Five minutes later, Travis rushed into Buckingham Palace with dozens of bodyguards from the Harrison family.

was still lying in the middle of the dance

here.” Seeing Travis, Carla looked as if she had seen her savior. She was crying as she

Bam!

leg and kicked Carla, sending her flying. He asked angrily,

Harrison, they’ve left. The kid in the lead said his name is Philip Clarke. When you arrive, you can look for him

a rage. He walked to Carla, grabbed the crystal ashtray on the coffee table,

“Ah!”

screams echoed

of blood as he dropped the ashtray that was already stained red. He pulled the tie around his neck, took a deep breath, and cursed, “A bunch of trash! Throw her into the mountains

that, Travis walked to the center of the dance floor, looked at Finn’s cold body, and dialed the Arnell family’s

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time, Troy Crow hurriedly rushed to a small park He had agreed on the location