The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 623

His eyes were ice-cold! His murderous aura filled the room! Philip kept staring at Canon, approaching him one step at a time. He grabbed Canon by the collar and lifted him from the ground, saying coolly, “Since you don’t care about your own life, Canon Clarke, why do I think I would care?”

Canon looked up, blood leaking from his mouth. He said wildly, “Haha, don’t sound so scary, Phil. If you really have the balls to do it, you would have done it by now. You’re just trying to scare me. As if you actually dare to kill me! Would you really be willing to give up your inheritance?”

Canon’s bluster came directly from his knowledge of the family rules. He knew that members of the family were not allowed to kill each other! “Do you think I care about the family rules?” Philip said all of a sudden, his eyes filled with a brutal bloodlust! Ba-thump! Canon shuddered when he saw the look in Philip’s eyes. Stuttering slightly, he said, “W-What are you doing?”

sent Canon’s innards into an

then kicked him one more time! The kick

or six ribs! By now, Canon was lying on the ground like a dead dog. It hurt to even talk, and every time he panted, he could taste blood. “Y-You… can’t kill me! I’m the sixth young master of the branch family!” Canon forced the words out through his teeth, watching in horror as Philip stalked toward him, his expression cold and his fist clenched. Right now, Canon finally smelled death in the air! Philip really did dare to kill him! “Canon Clarke, you hurt my wife and my daughter. You challenge my limits over and over, so even if you are an heir to the branch family, I will kill you today. No one can save you!” Philip said coldly, swinging his fist! That punch was a culmination of his overflowing fury. Canon’s

in his silence. He had the air of a long-time ruler. Also, Giada Wallis was standing next to him!

break the rules right in front of me! You’re disrespecting the family rules and harming your own family! According

what happened with Uncle Tim? “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you greet me, Philip?” Gerard Clarke said without warmth, his hands