The First Heir

As a result, Vivi raised her hand and slapped Paul on his left cheek while cursing, “Is someone like you worthy of bringing me on a tour?”

Paul was startled by this slap. He was instantly furious. With a wicked expression on his face, he pointed at Vivi and roared, “You b*tch, how dare you slap me?! You don’t have to think of entering the country now. All of you will be barred from entering the country!”

Paul got angry and flipped out.

The middle-aged woman on the side also hurriedly pulled her son and looked at the slap mark on his left cheek. She turned and scolded Vivi, “Tramp, how dare you hit my precious son? I won’t let you off. I’ll scratch you to death!”

With that said, the middle-aged woman was about to get started.

However…

Smack, smack!

Vivi viciously slapped the middle-aged woman on both cheeks.

also startled by the two slaps. After that, she

Vivi took out her mobile phone indifferently, made a call,

if nothing happened. She stood next

mother were furious as they pointed at Philip and Vivi and cursed.

Bang!

pushed open from the outside. At once, five or six tall and burly foreigners in

entered, one could feel the tension and oppression of the

as he looked at the five burly foreigners who barged in and pulled

in his jacket as he glanced

man, constantly pointing at Philip and the others while looking very angry. Then, that man swaggered up to Philip. He was half a head taller than Philip, and his

scar on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were very fierce, which exuded a biting air of having killed before. He first glanced at Vivi, who

spoke with a

of people that she hid behind Philip. Philip moved