The First Heir

However, Travis received a violent kick on his back. He flew out and fell face down on the ground. His chin and mouth hit the floor and he slid out several meters.

Two rows of Travis’ teeth were knocked out, leaving a trail of blood all over the floor. He struggled to get up but a foot stomped on his back viciously like a tonne of bricks.

“Ah, let go of me! I‘m the young master of the Harrison family, you can’t kill me! My father is Holt Harrison and he has a huge backer behind him! If you dare to do anything to me, my father will definitely slay you alive with his bare hands!”

Travis was still full of threats.

Philip walked over, looked at Travis who was struggling on the ground, and asked indifferently, “Who is the huge backer behind your father?”

Travis roared at Philip ferociously, “Hmph, the huge backer behind my father is not someone a small fry like you can mess with! Do you know the Clarke family? That‘s the most powerful family in the world! How dare a punk like you mess with me? My father only needs to say one word to the Clarke family and they’ll kill all of you!”

Travis shouted and kept talking about the Clarke family. At this time, Greg, who was kneeling on the floor, shook his head helplessly.

Harrison family

master they looked up to was standing right in front of Travis but he actually did not recognize him. Greg had really never

be afraid and said, “The Clarke family? The huge backer behind your Harrison family is actually the

sinisterly and said, “Kid, are you afraid now? Let me tell you, you’re dead today! You dare to take action against me, trash my place, and even beat my people. I’ll skin you alive! No matter who you are or who you have in your family, just one word from the Clarkes and your family will disappear from this world! Without a

to look at the Shadow Guards, who each had a helpless look on

we offend the Clarke family?” Philip

and said, “Young Master, I think

miserable death! It‘s good that you know! Now, I‘m going to call and tell my father! I’ll have him

and said, “Do as you please. I want to see if the

clenched his fists and shouted, “Okay, just wait and

father‘s number, and wailed, “Dad, I was beaten, and the dozen or so guards I brought have all died. Where are you now? The other party is so arrogant that they don’t even care about the Clarke family!

front of him, a butler was staring coldly at Holt as