The First Heir

“You don’t want to drink it? Could there be something in the wine?”

Philip said coldly as his eyes tensed with murderous intent!

“This…”

Faced with Philip’s questions, the delinquent’s voice grew smaller and smaller as sweat dripped from his forehead. His pupils were shifting erratically, and his heart was full of fear.

“I’ll ask you again. Will you drink it?”

Philip said lightly. Although his voice was not loud, his words were full of murderous intent. One could not help but shudder upon hearing it.

The delinquent did not speak

Smack!

Philip slapped him vehemently. This time, it was with more force than the previous one.

“Aw!”

Blood gushed from his

you for the third time, you’ll

The delinquent’s ears buzzed!

and his face could not help shaking violently. He had clearly seen the ferocity and speed of Philip’s attack just now. The person on the ground had just put his arm on the woman’s

of the image and the sound of bones cracking just

Worse than this?

of torture would

delinquent quickly shouted, “I’ll drink! Don’t hit me anymore! I’m the only son in my family. You

hurriedly reached out to grab the glass of wine that he had drugged. He took the glass tremblingly and without thinking, he

seemed to be drunk as he swayed and slumped

Philip sighed.

Chloe, who was behind him. If he had arrived a moment later, what would have happened to her

just thinking about

come to the bar without an

but feel angry. He kicked the delinquent whose arms

Bang.

tables and chairs along the way. He screamed in pain and flailed around

on Philip at this time. Everyone