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.

family

in front of Travis but he actually did

chuckled and suddenly felt playful. He pretended to be afraid and said, “The

against me, trash my place, and even beat my people. I’ll skin you alive!

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

you think will happen if we offend the Clarke family?” Philip asked with a

I think it’ll be a

from the ground at this moment, pointed at Philip and the others with a sneer, and roared. “That’s right, a miserable death! It‘s good that you know! Now,

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

clenched his fists and shouted, “Okay, just wait

The other party is so arrogant that they don’t even care about the Clarke family! You must notify the Clarke family immediately and ask

Holt was kneeling in the living room of Sparrow Villa. In front of him, a butler was staring coldly at Holt