The First Heir のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

The crowd dispersed and left the hotel. Philip found a corner to smoke a cigarette so that he could relieve the pressure in his chest. However, at that moment, a familiar voice sounded not far behind him.“Philip, what are you doing here?” Philip turned around and saw a puzzled Wynn walking toward him with her bag slung over her shoulder.The look on her face showed that she was displeased.Smoking again!Philip quickly stubbed out the cigarette butt and greeted her with a sly smile. “Oh, I’m here for a company dinner.”Philip was anxious and worried as he thought back to when Wynn contacted his other phone before. He was worried that his true identity had been revealed. Wynn walked closer to him and rolled her eyes as she asked, “Where’s Mila?”“Someone from my company is bringing her. I’m meeting her in a bit,” Philip replied with a chuckle. Suddenly, another familiar figure appeared before him.“Philip, I didn’t expect to see you here.” Juan had just parked his ca

“Wynn! Honey!” Philip snarled like a maniac as he pounced forward to hold Wynn, pressing his hands hard on her abdomen. “Don’t be afraid, it’ll be alright! You’ll be alright!” Wynn’s lips had turned white as layers of cold sweat beaded her forehead. It hurt! The hooligans instantly panicked as well and fled the scene without hesitation. It was a mess. People were taking pictures and videos to post on the internet but nobody made any calls. Juan chased behind the men but soon returned with his phone. “Hello, I’m calling from Arc de Triumph Hotel. Someone has been injured here, please send help right now! Hurry up please!” Without thinking through, Philip carried Wynn in his arms and rushed out of the parking lot like a madman. He stopped a taxi and yelled in the driver’s face, “To the hospital! Quick, to the hospital!” The driver remained calm and collected as he sped toward the hospital. However, it was the evening rush hour, so traffic was extremely congested! Time

Back at First Palace. Philip stood firmly under the pouring rain with two of his bodyguards by his side holding umbrellas over him, his demeanor stern and threatening. Meanwhile, four men were left on the grass. One or two were on their knees while the rest were crumpled on the ground. They had no clue that the person they were supposed to beat up was someone who was not to be provoked. They were beyond terrified. “Who’s Tiger?” Philip finally asked. His tone was as cold as the devil’s, and one could not help but cower at the harshness in his tone. “Tiger, Tiger Zander of Lord North Street,” one of them spat out as he continued shaking with fear. A cold look flashed in Philip’s eyes. On the other hand, George who was standing behind Philip under the umbrella let out a deep sigh as he pulled out his phone to call Theo. In the meantime. At Theo’s manor. It was the middle of the night when he received a call from an anxious Tiger saying that something bad had happene

Listening to Philip's scream felt as painful as having thorns all over your body.When Philip stopped talking, the atmosphere in the ward became heavy. Just then, Juan, who had gone out, returned. He saw that everyone was present, including Philip. “How dare you come here?” Juan grabbed Philip angrily by his collar. “Haven’t you done enough to Wynn? Why are you even here?” Juan did not want to see someone as useless as Philip here.If it were not for him wanting to show off, would Wynn be in the state she was in now? Philip shook free of Juan’s grasp and glared at him, his eyes dark as he spoke, “Juan, what business do you have here? Wynn is my wife, you get out of here!” When in front of his in-laws, Philip had no choice. However, in front of Juan, he could never be vulnerable. “Shut up!” Charles spoke up at this point. He pointed toward the door as he bellowed at Philip, “You’re the one who needs to get out!” Lynn watched in silence as she tapped on her phone, rep

Well, you’re a tough guy now, huh? You even dare to yell at me now? Philip Clarke, don’t you even think about entering my house ever again! There will be no door open for you!” Martha had her hand on her waist as she shouted, pointing at Philip’s departing figure. “What are you doing? This is a hospital, shouting is not allowed!” A nurse walked over with a cold expression on her face and reprimanded them. Startled and angry, Martha tugged unreasonably onto Charles as she sobbed, “Charlie, you saw what happened. Philip is so unreasonable now. He even dares to shout at me now. From now on, in this family, he and I will not coexist.” Martha was simply furious. Since when did a loser dare come up to her and talk to her in that manner? “Alright, alright. Why don’t you stop saying so much as well. Do we have to add to this problem?” Charles said helplessly.After decades, it was natural that he understood Martha’s temperament. Philip was way too rude! No matter the circumstanc