The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 670

At the same time. At the door, a figure appeared. When he entered through the door, he shouted angrily, “Who dares to touch Mr. Clarke?!” Theo Zander! Theo Zander had appeared! He quickly deployed manpower to gather all the men nearby. He knew that Mr. Clarke was angry this time! He feared there would be a huge wave in Riverdale! The appearance of Theo naturally attracted everyone's attention. Everyone knew that this was the underground king of Riverdale. He must not be provoked! Everyone watched as Theo approached Philip, bending down before him and saying respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, I’ve gathered 60 men. The venue is under control.

Other men are on their way here.” Philip glanced indifferently at the dumbfounded Houston and the group of punks. He said solemnly, “Tonight, no one can leave! If anything happens to my wife or the baby in her stomach, they’ll be buried at the end of the night!” After that, Philip carried Wynn and dashed out of the hall. Theo personally drove them and rushed to the hospital! Here, the entire press conference site was on lockdown! Outside, a steady stream of black cars drove up one after another. One by one, henchmen in black suits quickly got out of the car and rushed into the Shangri-La Hotel. The entire vicinity of the hotel was emptied of irrelevant people. Only those people at the press conference were left and under strict control. Even the Shangri-La's security guards, managers, and waiters were restrained! Hundreds of black-suited men were dispatched instantly! The outside world had gone berserk! Everyone passed by and took pictures. The well-trained personnel surrounded the periphery of Shangri-La Hotel, facing outward with their hands on their backs while exuding a chilling intensity.

scene. Back to Philip. He carried Wynn and dashed into the hospital, shouting, “Doctor! Doctor! Save my wife and baby!” The doctor who was

Behind him, there were two rows of thugs in black suits filling up the entire corridor! Theo was a few meters away from Philip, standing there respectfully albeit impatiently. He was also flustered as cold sweat dotted his forehead. At the same time, outside the hospital, more black vehicles came as groups of bodyguards in black suits

rapid sounds, Philip turned around, grabbed Howard’s hand, and said, “Enough! This has nothing to do with you. You should go and rest.” With that said, he motioned to Hayley to leave with Howard. Cynthia came over and looked at Philip who was kneeling on the