The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The First Heir – Chapter 1641

Philip stayed with Wynn in the hospital until the evening. After completing various tests, Wynn was discharged from the hospital and was ready to return to the hotel.

There was nothing serious about her condition but the people around her were too nervous. After all, Wynn was about to give birth.

Philip personally drove the car and did not allow Heath and his men to follow them. After all, Wynn was not aware of his power in Uppercreek. There were certain things he could not tell her just yet.

After the matter involving Beacon and Martin Johnston was resolved and he took Wynn back to Arcadia Island, the time would be almost ripe.

The car turned into a remote lane and they were almost less than two blocks away from the hotel. Suddenly, three vans flanked from the front and back, blocking Philip’s car.

Philip was shocked and slammed on the brakes!

At the same time, he reached out to grab hold of Wynn, who was sitting in the front passenger seat. He almost got thrown out!

Instantly, Philip got angry. If not for his quick reflexes just now, an accident would have definitely happened!

A blonde young man wearing a leather jacket with a sleek appearance led four or five underlings out of the van.

More than a dozen people got down from the three vans. They stepped forward, knocked on the car window, and said, “Get out of the car! Hurry up or we’ll smash the car!”

one of them looked fierce and menacing with steel pipes and blades in their hands. They were obviously not good

a situation? Instantly, she went pale with

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here. I’ll go down and take

fiercely tugged on Philip’s clothes and said, “Don’t go! Can’t you see they have knives in

a little

If you want money, how much do you want? I

At such times, money was immaterial. Saving

slit in the car window, the group of punks

is not bad! Why don’t you let us have

at her perfect figure! It’s worth the trip if we can enjoy

punks snickered wickedly and put their hands on the door

of the punk in the lead. He huffed, saying, “Are you still going

Eight”, the little punk cowered. Looking at

dared not

Master Eight!

of the four kings on the streets. His reputation was second only to the three lords of

His power was enormous!

were Blondie’s underlings, while Blondie was an inconspicuous little team