The First Heir

At the entrance of Harbor Hotel, Liam had just gotten out of his Porsche when he saw a bunch of short videos sent to him by Lynn.

After clicking on them, Liam was full of sneers. Even God was on his side!

Philip was simply too pretentious. He thought so highly of himself just because he had some money and strength. Now that he had bumped into a big shot like the Denver family, it was simply like an egg hitting against a stone. He was doomed for sure!

After replying to Lynn, Liam tugged on his suit jacket and raised his eyebrows. He looked at the glorious Harbor Hotel in front of him. Then, he walked toward the main entrance of the hotel. Two bearded and burly foreigners stood guard at the entrance. Liam stepped forward with a smile on his face and asked, “How is it? Is everyone inside?”

One of the foreigners with a hooked nose smiled and said confidently, “Young Master Johnston, don’t worry. No one can escape with us around! Our boss is eating in the private room inside.”

Liam nodded and followed the foreigner through the main hall before arriving at a private room.

The room was not big, but the table was full of food and wine.

A sturdy-looking foreigner with a bald head and beard was wearing a black jacket. He carried a dagger on his waist, and at this moment, he was gorging on the food.

“Hey, Young Master Johnston. You’re just in time to eat with me. The food here is simply delicious. I love it! However, this local gin is not to my taste. I still prefer our vodka!”

The foreigner looked at Liam with a smile on his face.

Liam stepped forward and sat down. He looked at the foreigner whose mouth was stuffed with food and said, “Heinz, how’s the preparation?”

foreigner threw away the pork knuckle and wiped his greasy hands. He got up, pointed his finger to the top, and said with a smile, “It’s all upstairs,

satisfaction, got up, and hugged

***

Back to Philip’s side.

was hyping himself up to the max. He circled around Philip with nimble steps, constantly mock-punching to harass Philip. He was just

made many people in

looked at Titus indifferently. Then, in everyone’s stunned eyes, Philip gave

was really not afraid

That punch carried vigor and

person would have been sent flying with this punch. However, a glint flashed in Philip’s eyes and Titus’ movements slowed

“Too slow!”

little sideways. At the same time,

Bang!

not happen. Instead, Titus staggered several steps back while constantly shaking his right

he stomped on the floor with both feet before making a roundhouse kick aimed steadily

Even an elephant could be killed by this kick.

eyes of ordinary people, they could not see what Titus had

Pop!

only saw Philip’s grim face as he grabbed hold of Titus’ foot with his left hand. Moreover, Philip’s left hand was