The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Bob scoffed nonchalantly. “Philip, you’re just a worthless piece of trash.

Can you even brag about something like that?” Philip clenched his fists tightly, his dark eyes scrutinizing the four bodyguards in the house along with the men surrounding the area. It would not be easy. Although he had learned a few moves from Reed, his two fists would be insufficient for so many people. He had to wrap things up quickly. “Bob Yates, I think the number of people you brought won’t suffice,” Philip jeered. The sneer on Bob’s face remained. Although he did not know where Philip had gotten the courage to say such things to him, he had brought many people just to capture him. How could the tables turn? Could a useless wimp like him create a miracle? At this time, Martha stepped forward, pointed at Philip’s nose, and shouted, “Philip, you’re to be held responsible for your own mess!

Philip. The old man was angry, and the

first and then come with me to kneel in front of Eric to beg for his forgiveness. If he’s willing to let you off, then I’ll let you go. However, you won’t show yourself in Riverdale ever again, and you will divorce Wynn too.” Bob snickered coldly. In

very domineering. He was prepared to deny Philip any chance of survival. Would someone like Eric let Philip off the hook so easily? “No, I don’t agree! What right do you have to take Philip away? You didn’t even ask about what Eric did. He deserved it!” Wynn got up and stood in front of Philip, glaring at Bob as she spoke. “Shut up! Another word from you and I’ll take care of you too!” Bob was furious. Wynn was

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the Johnston family. My daughter will divorce you!” Martha shouted at Philip desperately. “Shut up!” Philip said angrily as he stared at Martha with daggers in his eyes. He was fed up with Martha’s unprovoked accusations. He had tolerated such a mother-in-law for three years. Martha was caught by surprise, especially when she came into contact with Philip’s murderous gaze. Hence, with her heart pounding rapidly, she said weakly, “Very well, Philip, you dare shout at me now! I don’t have a son-in-law like you! Dad, take this trash away now!” After scolding Philip, Martha took a few steps backward in fear that Philip would rush at her and beat her. She had witnessed it earlier. When Philip came in, he beat up the two bodyguards. The fellow could actually dole out some punches. Bob sneered at Philip with pity in his eyes. “Did you hear that? You’re a single man now. Kneel obediently and break your arms, then come with me to beg for Eric’s forgiveness. Maybe