The First Heir

The man’s face was being stepped on by Philip and he could not put up a fight. He begged for mercy, “Okay, I’ll listen to you. Please lift your foot.”

Philip raised his foot and looked at the man on the floor who was clutching his stomach, rubbing his face, and howling. He asked coldly, “What’s your name?”

The man was startled and quickly shook his head, saying, “I don’t…”

“What is your name?” Philip repeated.

“David Wall,” the man quickly replied for fear that the killing god in front of him would accidentally trample him to death.

At this moment, David Wall finally saw the man in front of him clearly. This was Young Patriarch Clarke who crashed the Larson family’s wedding banquet this morning. Even the family head could do nothing to him. A small potato like him would be dead for sure.

Thus, with no other choice, David could only listen to Philip and ask, “Young Patriarch Clarke, as long as you don’t kill me, I’ll do whatever you want.”

and said, “You’re

during the day. You’re amazing.

could not be bothered with someone like David and asked, “How long have you been

came back, the

to Cynthia, and asked,

thin nightgown at the moment. She shook her head

interrupted and said cheerfully, “Young Patriarch Clarke, it’s impossible for Miss Cynthia to have noticed us. We’re professionals and

and said, “Professionals? How did I catch hold of you,

was speechless for a while and said, “You’re too good at this. I take

crap. You’re not allowed to say a word about what happened today. If I find out, you’ll die a

and said, “I understand. I won’t say a