The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 490

Philip furrowed his eyebrows, displeasure brewing ice-cold in his chest. In front of him were 30 to 40 men with over ten multi-

purpose vehicles stopped before the hotel's entrance. The Andersons of the South River District had gone too far. Philip was

infuriated. One Beacon Pharmaceutical and one investment of a billion yuan, and now he had to deal with this insufferable

aftermath. Philip knew that none of this would have occurred without the help of someone more powerful behind the scenes. 30

to 40 men, each a thug with a bloodthirsty look in their eyes. They were either topless so that their tattoos were visible or

clutching metal rods in their hands. It had been many years since the last local gang fight in Riverdale, let alone an intercity one.

Especially fights where one of the parties all had 'fraternity' tattooed in red on their backs! "Holy sh*t! That's the South River

District's fraternity!

Why are they here in Riverdale?" "Oh, God, what’s happening? Fraternity?

The one even stronger than our local Theo Zander, that fraternity?" Many of the passersby fled and hid

after recognizing who these men were. They were afraid that they would be roped in unnecessarily and

face dire consequences! "What's happening? The previous one marked the destruction of Klaus Harris,

so what’s the fraternity here for?" Many exclaimed, for this scene in front of them was indeed a little too

much. These were all foot soldiers nurtured by the fraternity. They were a group of die-hard followers

with weapons meant to cause serious injuries! Noah's menacing smirk, though forced, only seemed to

grow stronger as he took in the large gang Mitch had brought forth with him. Mitch balled his bandaged

hand into a tight fist! Staring at Philip standing right ahead, he shouted fiercely, "You know what to do

right, my brothers? Today, someone dared to provoke the fraternity. Following the rules of the fraternity,

the man is to be axed, then fed to the fishes! As for the girl, I want her caught alive and unharmed!"

Arrogance painting his face, Mitch did not seem wary at all!

What did it matter if Philip had shown exceptional execution in the private room? What could he do

when faced with 30 to 40 men? Philip could not wrap his head around why so many people wished to

feed him to the fishes.

Especially not when they were to one who kept provoking him only to turn it around and claim that it

was all his fault. Shaking his head dejectedly, he pulled Wynn, who had fallen into a daze long ago, and

patted her fragrant shoulder. He whispered against her pink cheeks, "It's safer inside, honey.

You can come out after a bit." Shocked, Wynn shook her head at Philip. She pulled him back as she

frantically interjected. "What are you doing? There are so many of them there. To go out is to get

yourself killed! I'll call the police! We can hide inside together!" Wynn was terrified. Shaking where she

stood, her grip on Philip tightened. Philip shook his head and gave Wynn a persuasive look. "Don't

worry, they can't hurt me. Wait for me, okay? I'll be right back." The corners of Wynn's eyes suddenly

dampened. She did not understand why either, but there was nothing except unwavering trust in Philip

in her chest at that moment, like how she had felt in the private room.

Still, she was worried about Philip. There were just too many people on the other side. Clasping Philip's

hand in her own, she hesitated before she spoke,

"Please be careful!" Watching the scene before him, Noah felt his hatred bubble in his chest. The sight of the woman he was

chasing after being all lovey-dovey with another man sent fires of fury shooting upward from his heart. "Stupid b*tch, I'll make you

pay! I'll make sure to have you pressed on my bed tonight, Wynn Johnston. You'll be begging on your knees for my mercy!" The

hatred in Noah's heart was only growing. Mitch roared and commanded with the wave of his hand, "Get him! Beat up whoever

comes in between the fraternity tonight! Beat them up until they're incapacitated!"

At his order, members of the fraternity standing behind him ran and pounced toward Philip like starved wolves at the sight of

prey! Mitch had no qualms with creating a ruckus, for someone would surely have dealt with the authorities already. As long as

the ruckus did not get out of control, it would not be anything money could not deal with. What did it matter if one or two ended up

dead? All he had to say was there had been a fight between people and pay someone to take the blame! Mitch was no stranger

to this sort of thing. As for Riverdale's Theo Zander? Hah. As if Mitch cared at all. Was it a big deal if Theo Zander were to come?

As if that would stop him from killing Philip to assert dominance! Looking at a bandaged Mitch, Noah made his way over to

speak. He sounded like he was making an unintentional comment. "How dare he injure Sir Mitch? Had it been me, I'd break his

neck as a sign of deterrence!" Hearing the other, Mitch frowned and quirked an eyebrow. Turning to face Noah, his expression

was one of piqued interest. He questioned, "What do you have in mind?" Chuckling, Noah spoke with a smile, "How dare that

Philip Clarke injure you, Sir Mitch? He must have taken some sort of fearless pill! I wonder if I could possibly bother Sir Mitch with

another request? I'd like to deal with the man myself if that's alright. I'll give you another million!" Noah had to bring Philip back for

someone who wanted to meet him. Two million! This was good business! Mitch was a businessman, though one of the

underworld. He knew how much a life cost. Smiling, he patted Noah on the shoulder. "Well since you've asked, Brother Noah,

there's no reason for me to decline. Very well, then!" Bowing in appreciation, Noah whispered into Mitch's ear, "I've brought

someone over as well to help, just in case!"