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
Martha became startled at those words and rushed at her father while shouting, “Dad, you can’t do this! Wynn is your granddaughter! This matter is that wimp’s fault!” She turned to Wynn angrily, held her shoulders, and shook them desperately. “Wynnie, don’t be silly. Just hurry up and tell that wimp to come back. We won’t get involved in this matter. He must solve his own problems.” Why was her daughter so stupid? Was it worth it to stand against Old Master Yates for that wastrel? However. Wynn laughed coldly as her eyes became tearful. She glanced at Martha before looking at Bob. “Grandpa, I know you’re here for Eric. I don’t know what happened to him, but you laid your hands on me as soon as I stepped in here. Did you find out about what Eric did? Do you know what Eric did to me today?” Wynn was infuriated. This was her grandfather, an old man who did not care about right or wrong and distinguished between grandson and granddaughter. To Bob, Eric was the flesh and blood
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! The Johnston family has nothing to do with this!” Martha was scared and eager to cut off all ties with
“Philip, what have you done?!” Martha shrieked. By now, Philip had already eliminated another four bodyguards. Wynn stared at Philip in a daze, realizing once again that he had terrifying fighting skills! The men outside wanted to rush in. However, when they saw Philip standing next to Bob, choking the latter’s neck, they dared not risk it. Bob’s face was bloody, and his breathing was rapid. His hands were trembling as he gave Philip a vicious side-glare and said, “You… you dare lay hands on me! I’ll… I’ll kill you!” Up until now, Bob was still unaware of his situation. Martha was huddled in a corner. She could only watch helplessly as Philip choked her father’s neck. She yelled agitatedly, “Philip, let go at once! If anything happens to my father, I won’t let you off!” How dare the good-for-nothing do this? Nevertheless, Philip only threw a glance at Martha and said, “Martha Yates, he’s your father, not mine. He dared to hit Wynn, he has to pay the price!” With one
Bob sneered reflexively when he heard Philip’s words. Was he joking? Ten minutes and the Yates family will go bankrupt? “Philip, do you know the value of the assets the Yates have? Two billion!” Bob laughed coldly, his eyes full of contempt for Philip. “Do you really think you can make the Yates family go bankrupt with just one phone call? You’re too naïve.” Bob shook his head and suddenly felt that all his worries had been for nothing. Philip was just a little good at fighting. How could he really have the means to make someone go bankrupt just like that? Was he becoming senile? He was actually scared by that wretch. However. Philip smiled placidly and said, “Since you don’t believe me, let’s do it this way. We’ll start with Samson Yates. He’s Eric’s father, so he has failed in his responsibilities as a father to teach Eric well.” After saying that, Philip called George Thomas again. “The plan has changed. I want the Yates’’ properties to go bankrupt one by one,