Chapter 184

Bob did not bother to put a stop to it at all. After all, he strongly disliked Philip, so he had to teach him a lesson. That piece of trash needed to be made aware that not anyone can step into the door of the Yates family.

"Grandpa, it’s unsure when the others will be arriving. You should get some rest. I'll wait for them here."

Eric, who was next to Bob, said that and put on a very well-behaved appearance. Usually, Eric had a cold temperament and was arrogant from head to toe.

Bob nodded, looked at his little grandson fondly, and walked into the yard with the help of Eric and his walking stick that was made out of black wood inlaid with gold thread.

After he sent Bob in, Eric walked out again.

At this time, several youngsters stood at the door. They were all the younger generations of the Yates family.

"Eric, what’s the plan?"

A young man, full of arrogance and dressed in expensive clothes, said.

He was the youngest son of Peter Yates, the eldest of the Yates family. His name