The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 541

Philip’s expression was cold and his fists clenched as he walked toward the guard he had sent flying. That was the man who had shoved Wynn and caused her to cut her hand open. He even shattered their wedding photo. He deserved hell! The guards exchanged a look and stepped forward, trying to stop Philip. One of them said, “Please leave the villa, sir.” Bam! Philip lashed out his foot abruptly, kicking the man who spoke in the chest. The latter fell quite a few steps back! “As expected of dirty Wallis dogs. You’re stupid enough to bark at me!” Philip said coolly, his eyes devoid of warmth as he stared at the dozen or so men. There was no hint of fear anywhere in his demeanor. That was how he held himself! Strong enough to stand his ground against more than ten men on his own! Anyone who witnessed this would think that he was overestimating himself. However, those guards could only swallow their protests and keep warning him. “Please leave the villa immediately, or else we’ll have to use force!” “Get lost!” Philip roared, his eyes flaring with rage! The guards were stunned by his imposing aura.

that sense, he was just like the guards, who had constantly walked the thin line between life and death. They were all intrigued. How did the young master of a wealthy family build up such a presence? “Get him!” The leader barked. This was the mission the Madam had assigned them. If they could not complete it, there would definitely be a punishment awaiting them. On the other end, when Martha saw Philip engaging the guards from her hiding spot, she was similarly

had used his moves on her, he could have easily killed her? The thought left her trembling in fright. Thank goodness he was still a spineless wimp. Although he was wealthy, he was still the same man who blindly relied on his wife. Martha looked down on Philip from the very depths of her heart. Even though Philip was the one who bought the villa, even though she knew his family was wealthy, she still utterly and thoroughly looked down on him. Her attitude toward him was engraved in her mind, rooted and unchanging. Pigs would fly before she would treat Philip with any honest affection.

angrily at the thought. She wanted nothing more than to kick Philip to death. At the same time, Philip had made quick work of the dozen guards. Of course, he did not escape unscathed either. He had taken a few hits to the face. Right now, he picked up a golf club and approached the guard who had shattered the wedding photo. Looking down at the man cold, he said, “You shouldn’t have done that to her.” With those words, Philip swung the golf club down onto the guard’s arm viciously! Just like that, he shattered the man’s arm. Argh! A bone-chilling scream reverberated throughout First Palace. Martha