Chapter 1273
The First Heir
Juan looked as if he was being suffocated. He did not expect Philip to find him so soon!
He leisurely poured himself a glass of wine, drank most of it, and said coldly, âYou ruined my Parker
family, my father died because of you, and I became the way I am because of you. The relationship
between us has soured since long ago.
âSince you already found out that Iâm the one behind it, the ball is in your courtyard now. What do you
want to do?â
Juan looked at Philip calmly with deep hatred in his eyes.
Philip frowned and said, âWhatever happened back then was caused by you. I already took into
account our brotherhood by not killing you. But you repeatedly tried to harm me. This has crossed my
bottom line.â
Haha.
Juan laughed and said, âPhilip, at this point, why are you still pretending in front of me? I know enough
about who you are.
I just canât understand why you keep hiding the truth from Wynn if youâre so capable.â
Philip shook his head and said, âThis is my personal matter and has nothing to do with you. You just
need to remember that Iâm here today to settle all the accounts with you, old and new.â
Juan heard the words, nodded, and said, âOkay, what are you going to do? Kill me right here?â
Juan refused to believe that a guy like Philip would really dare to do anything.
Philipâs eyes were indifferent as he stared at Juan and said, âI wonât go as far as to kill you, but I do
want to teach you a lesson.
You can also take it as my final warning to you. I hope that after today, you can restrain yourself. If you
still insist on doing such things, I wonât mind killing you then.â
After that, Philip got up and left the private room.
Immediately after, Heath stared at Juan coldly and said, âBreak his leg!â
When Juan, who was sitting on the sofa, heard those words and saw two big men walking toward him,
he suddenly panicked!
He yelled, âHow dare you?! Iâm Juan Parker! If you dare lay a finger on me, Iâll make you pay with your
blood!â
Howeverâ¦
Heath just snorted coldly and gave a signal.
In front of Juanâs horrified eyes, two strong men walked up to him and pressed him on the sofa.
Bam!
One of the brawny men slammed the baseball bat down heavily and broke Juanâs left leg!
âArgh!â
In an instant, Juanâs heart-piercing screams were heard in the room.
Philip stood at the door of the room, leaning against the wall while smoking a cigarette. Then, he
walked away.
The room was in a mess.
The crowd dispersed. Only Juan, who had his leg broken, was on the ground clutching his bent left leg.
His eyes were full of anger and hatred as he shouted, âPhilip Clarke! This is the last straw! I wonât let
you off! Iâll make you pay tenfold for this leg of mine!â
With jealousy and hatred in his heart, Juan took out his phone and dialed his assistantâs number. He
hurriedly went to the hospital.
At the same time, the plan he had concocted with Martha Yates to drive Philip out of the household was
also brought forward on the agenda!
He wanted to destroy Philip with his own hands, make him kneel in front of him, and have him
apologize!
Philip left this place and returned to the hotel, just in time to bump into Lydia Jensen who had been
waiting at the door.
This little girl was dressed in a black leather jacket and pants, looking very fashionable. Her hair was
styled in a ponytail, and she had on big sunglasses that covered half her face.
Her cherry-red lips were still seen. With her arms across her chest and her straight, slender legs, the
sight of her particularly attracted all the menâs eyes.
To nobodyâs surprise, even the women walking in and out of the hotel glanced at her with a gaze full of
jealousy.
Her figure was too good.
âHey, Brother Philip.â
When Lydia saw Philip, she waved her hand from a distance and then trotted over with a smile on her
face. She took Philipâs arm in public.
This scene astounded many passersby, both men and women.