The First Heir

At this moment, Liam was lifted by Philip by the neck. He struggled constantly, his face and neck flushing red. He forced out a sentence. “Y-You can’t do this to me. I’m Martin Johnston’s son and Wynn’s cousin.”

Liam was frightened now. It was because Philip’s body and eyes were full of biting killing intent.

Was Philip going to kill him?

Too terrifying!

Moreover, the strength Philip displayed just now was too fearsome.

Philip’s expression turned cold as he looked at Liam who was lifted off the floor in his hand. He said grimly, “I’ve given you many chances but you never cherished them and repeatedly caused harm to Wynn and my children. There’s no room for negotiation on this matter so you’d better go to hell!”

After saying that, Philip’s eyes flashed coldly. The strength in his hand increased sharply. The chokehold was so tight that Liam was unable to breathe. He struggled as his eyes rolled back in his head.

“Wynn, my cousin, save me! I was wrong!”

out one word at a time and begged for mercy

her eyes, she shook her head and

a questioning tone, “Are you sure you want me

were red as she glanced at Liam, lowered her head, and said, “He’s my cousin, after all. Just let him

concession Wynn would make. After all, family ties were too heavy a bond for Wynn. First was the incident with her biological parents, and now, this happened with the Johnston family. Wynn really did not want to lose any family members again,

in his eyes. He turned to look

Thump!

dropped to the floor,

chance I’m giving you! Go back and tell Martin and Bernard not to mess with me and Wynn again! If

staggering out of the private room. When he was at the door,

would remember

to the car, Liam finally breathed a sigh of relief. He