The First Heir

A tall and handsome figure stood at the door, his eyes glowing with a cold light as he stared at Willy Fadden in front of him.

“How dare you threaten my wife? Do you want to die?” A cold and stem voice came from the figure!

Willy was taken aback. He raised his head, stared at the man standing in front of him, and asked with a frown, “Who are you? Go away!”

As he tried to push Philip away, Philip raised his hand and slapped him.

Smack!

This slap resounded throughout the meeting room. It also caused Willy to spin on the spot like a top. He covered his rapidly swelling left cheek and staggered in a daze. He stared at Philip viciously and roared, “Damn it! Where did this punk come from? How dare you hit me? Do you want to die? Take him down!”

Willy yelled, and the four bodyguards behind him rushed out immediately, kicking and punching out at Philip!

As a result.

Biff, bang, thud!

sent flying by Philip. They rolled on

hid behind his assistant. He stared at Philip in fear before shouting at Wynn, “Wynn Johnston, is this your doing!

his response was a cold shout from Philip,

Philip turned around and stood in front of Willy. Then, in Willy’s terrified eyes, Philip raised his hand and grabbed the collar of Willy’s suit with one hand. His other hand turned into a shadow

Smack, smack, smack!

room was filled with the sound of earth-shattering slaps! Naturally, it was mixed

was terrified at this scene. The board members and shareholders who scolded Wynn just a moment before gulped and shrank back in fear while sweating

Smack!