Eric was enjoying himself at the bar.He was extremely pleased with himself at the moment as he finally managed to get back at that little b*tch, Wynn Johnston.Not to mention, Philip had to be very beaten up by now.Eric took out his phone and called Braids. However, no one picked up.He smirked shamelessly and muttered, “I guess it’s going well. I wasn’t expecting Wynn to be such a little wh*re. It’s been so long and she still isn’t done yet.”As Eric thought about it, he proceeded to flirt with the pretty lady next to him.However, at this moment.Bam!The door of the private room was kicked open violently.Four muscular men in suits barged in.Tiger glared coldly at Eric who was sitting on the sofa and currently being overwhelmed with lust. Tiger boomed, “Eric!”Eric turned his head and saw that someone had barged in. He was fuming as he got up, pointed at Tiger, and shouted, “Who the f*ck are you? F*ck off!”In his family, Eric was the king. Thus, he was used to being
The Maybach headed directly to the stadium. At the moment, the outside of the stadium was crawling with henchmen in black suits and dark sunglasses. They were each standing solemnly with their hands behind their backs. When the car pulled over at the entrance, one of the henchmen immediately stepped forward, opened the door of the car, and greeted respectfully, “Mr. Clarke.” About twenty to thirty henchmen in the area followed that person’s cue as they each bowed down and shouted respectfully, “Mr. Clarke!” The volume of their voices was staggering! Philip got out of the car, his cold demeanor and anger seemed to be suppressed in his eyes. With quick steps, he made his way toward the arena. Theo followed closely from behind, ready to deal with the aftermath. As soon as Philip entered the stadium, he heard Eric shouting hysterically. “Let go of me! My name is Eric Yates. I belong to the Yates’ family! If you don’t release me at once, my grandfather won’t let you off! “
Eric had never imagined that a piece of trash like Philip would lash out at him like that! He was simply unscrupulous! Also, why was Theo standing next to him so respectfully? All the events that had happened almost caused Eric to suffer a mental breakdown. Why? Was he not a good-for-nothing! Philip thought for a moment before replying calmly, “I’m someone you can’t afford to offend. Remember this, the Yates family is nothing more than an ant in my eyes. Don’t try to challenge me, otherwise, I won’t think twice about removing the Yates from the face of this earth.” Philip had the urge to remove the Yates that day, but he recalled the words Wynn had said to him. Do not cause trouble. Therefore, Philip held back and only taught Eric a lesson. If Eric remained unrepentant after this, then, there would be no longer any reason for the Yates family to exist. Eric lied on the ground as he sneered and said, “Philip Clarke, it seems that I’ve underestimated you. You’ve bee
With her arms crossed, Wynn raised her chin, looked straight at Philip, and dialed Eric’s number. The fact was, even if Philip really had taught Eric a lesson, Wynn would not say anything. That was because Eric really had gone too far this time. If the Yates pursued the matter, Wynn would definitely take Philip’s side. Beep, beep, beep… A long wait ensued. In the end, the call went unanswered. After a while, Wynn gave up trying and said to Philip dubiously, “Okay, I’ll believe you for once.” Philip grinned, touched her cheek that was still slightly red and swollen, and asked, “Is it still painful?” Wynn shook her head shyly and said, “It has been treated. I’m fine.” The two stared into each other’s eyes. “Damn it, I almost forgot!” Philip slapped his forehead out of the blue and hurried out. “Wynn, I’ll pick you up later.” Wynn was puzzled, totally unaware of what Philip was up to. Oh, right. Philip had asked her the day before if she was free today. That wa
Everyone gathered around the entrance and watched on curiously. Additionally, many people took out their phones and started to record videos to upload onto TikTok and other social media platforms. “Damn! Who is this rich person, spending so much money? So many luxury cars, is the person proposing?” “No idea. This is too glamorous for words. I’m so envious!” “It would be nice if they were here to pick me up. This is too romantic, and the plot is too surreal. It’s exactly like something that would appear in a K-drama.” Many female nurses crowded around the entrance. They were each staring at the scene in envy. At this time, Wynn walked out from behind the crowd with Mila in her arms. She had received a call that asked her to bring Mila to the hospital’s entrance. When Wynn arrived at the door, the four chauffeurs standing next to the Mercedes-Benz vehicles bowed in unison and stretched out their hands in a gentlemanly fashion. “Miss Johnston, please get in the car.” In
Philip was taken aback and did not know how to respond. He said, “Wynnie, please believe me. I’ll tell you someday but not now. I have my own problems.” Philip really wanted to tell Wynn, but reality did not allow him to do so. Giada was still in Riverdale, and Philip had not figured out what she had planned yet. That woman would not let Philip off easily, and the people Philip treasured the most were Wynn and Mila. Therefore, he did not have a choice. Wynn scoffed at his words. “Fine, keep your secret then. Mila will be having her surgery tomorrow, so I won’t argue with you today.” With that said, Wynn turned around with tears in her eyes and left with Mila in her arms. Philip’s lonely silhouette stayed as he watched Wynn’s back disappear into the distance. Additionally, he saw Mila who was perched on Wynn’s shoulders trying to reach out her arms to him. ‘Wynn, I’ll tell you someday. ‘That day will arrive very soon. ‘When everything has been resolved, I’ll bring
Next to Eric stood a distinguished, middle-aged man in his mid-forties. His appearance was quite similar to Eric’s. He was the chairman of Seafare Trading and was Eric’s father, Samson Yates. Additionally, on the top of Eric’s hospital bed, there was a middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious clothes. The woman’s eyes had turned red from crying. “Who is so cruel to have beaten my son up like this?” She was Eric’s mother, Cecelia Drew. Her heart was in pain. Evidently, a mother’s children were her most beloved. At that moment, seeing that her child had been hurt by someone else, Cecelia’s heart was bleeding! “Eric, tell me, who hurt you? I’ll ask your father to capture that person!” Cecelia wanted to hold Eric’s hand but was afraid of hurting him, so she could only watch anxiously. A stream of tears fell from the corners of Eric’s eyes. His chapped lips trembled as he said, “Dad, you must avenge me! It’s Philip Clarke, that spineless piece of trash! Kill him for me! I’m a cr
The house was filled with a murderous aura. No one spoke. Martha, who had always been unreasonably noisy, was now quietly standing at one corner like an obedient baby. She was looking with lowered eyelids at the kneeling Wynn, afraid to make one sound. Wynn knelt with poise and said stubbornly, “Grandpa, can you at least tell me what’s going on? Did Philip do something wrong?” “Tell Philip to get back here at once!” Bob bellowed angrily. His face had a stony expression, and a biting chill could be seen in his eyes. Martha dared not say anything and merely stood there as she looked at Wynn. She winked at Wynn as a signal for her to call Philip. That wastrel must have caused trouble, otherwise, the old man would not have rushed to their house in the middle of the night. He had also brought many men with him, all of whom were lined up outside. There were also four more men inside the house with them. Scary! Martha’s hatred toward Philip increased just like that. Wynn had