All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 911 - Chapter 920

Wynn had been abducted! Damn it! A sneer sounded from the phone. “If you want your wife and the child in her stomach to survive, bring two million to the farmhouse. By the way, bring your jade thumb ring along. I’ll give you half an hour! Remember, don't call the police! Otherwise, you’ll see your wife with her stomach cut open and two lives will be lost!” Beep, beep, beep… The line was disconnected again. The last sentence was full of threats. Without hesitation, Philip immediately turned around and ran out of the villa, and at the same time, he dialed Theo’s number. “Bring people to the farmhouse. Wynn has been abducted!” The other party’s demand for money was a fluke. Their target was the Sovereignty Seal! In this world, few people knew about it. Was it Giada’s people? Martha breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Philip rushing out. Then, she quickly dialed Pockmarks’ phone and asked, “Is my daughter alright?” “She’s fine, don’t worry. You’re the employer. Of

Martha was flustered and scared. If they could subdue Philip, then naturally she would not be afraid. However, if they failed and if he found out who instigated them, then would there be a way for her to survive? No! Therefore, Martha was very nervous and looked forward to those people hacking Philip to death! Only in that way could she survive safely. ‘Philip, don’t blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too arrogant. Why do you put on airs in front of me? The Johnston family doesn’t have a son-in-law like you!’ Martha thought bitterly. However, in the time she was distracted, she clearly saw some people sprawled on the ground outside! Philip was standing in the yard unscathed! This... How could this be possible?! Was this guy so skillful? In the yard, the six wolves of the north fell on the ground. Everyone had bruises on their faces, and some even had their arms or legs severely broken by Philip! There was no need to show any mercy to

Martha glared at the brawny man. As Philip reached out for the phone, the frightened Martha mustered the strength from nowhere. She got up and rushed over to grab the phone. However, Philip just kicked her and knocked her to the ground once again. Then, in the entire yard, the recording of Martha's initial contact with the man sounded. Each one of her words was chilling to the bone. Philip was already shaking with anger while holding the phone in his hand. With red eyes, he stared at Martha who was already at a loss on the ground. He said angrily, “I’ve already warned you a long time ago that if you dare to lay a finger on Wynn and Mila, I’ll never let you off! Today, you’ve completely crossed my bottom line!” When Martha heard this, she knew Philip was really angry.She knelt and climbed over to Philip in fear, hugging his leg while begging for mercy. “Philip, I was wrong. I’m your mother-in-law, after all. I was really wrong. I won’t dare to do it anymore. Please let me go.

At the door, Miguel got into the red Aston Martin sports car, beckoned to the man standing by the door, and said, “Go, get some people and make trouble for Beacon.” The subordinate bent down respectfully and said, “Yes, Young Master.” Miguel glanced at the hospital entrance and sneered conspiratorially. Philip Clarke… He had failed to beat this man in the past. Now that Philip had left the Clarke family, would he still lose out? What was so great about the Clarke family on Arcadia Island? Here, in the ward, the atmosphere was a little awkward. Wynn sat on the hospital bed, looking at Philip who was across from her. She asked after a long while, “What did he mean just now? Philip, are you hiding something from me?” Wynn frowned. She was not stupid. She had gone through many things recently and everything seemed to be related to Philip’s identity. From the good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Johnston family, Philip gradually became different. He was richer and more power

Mila turned, her ponytails flipping about as she curiously looked at Roger who was sitting on the wheelchair. She asked in a crisp tone, “Mom, who is this?” Wynn bent down and said gently to Mila, “Mila, this is your father’s father, your grandfather.” Hearing that, Mila’s big black jewel-like eyes suddenly brightened as she stared at Roger closely. “Go, give Grandpa a hug,” Wynn said with a smile. Mila was a little scared. After all, it was her first time seeing her grandfather. She took tiny steps toward Roger, stretched out her tender little arms, and grabbed Roger’s big hand. Then, she raised her little head, revealing tiny dimples as she shouted sweetly, “Grandpa!” “Hey,” Roger responded, his eyes full of doting and kindness. His heart melted at that greeting. Picking Mila up and putting her on his lap, Roger’s eyes became a little misty. His granddaughter, the granddaughter of the Clarke family. “You’re the little princess of the Clarke family, do you know?”