Chapter 1294
The First Heir
The next day, Philip brought Mila to the hospital to visit Hannah.
However, before he entered the door, he saw a lot of people gathered at the entrance of Hannahâs
ward. They were pointing and talking.
âGosh, these ruffians are treating that young lady so harshly!â
âYes, that little girl is so pitiful. Why is no one from her family here yet?â
Philip had just walked in. When he heard these comments, he panicked. He pushed aside the crowd
and saw four or five people in the ward.
Among them, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on the sofa with one leg
propped over the other. He had a broad back and a slightly chubby figure. He was smoking a cigar
while looking at Hannah whose head was buried in the pillow on the hospital bed.
The other four bodyguards in black suits stood beside her with a solemn expression!
âHannah Clarke, whatâs wrong? Donât you recognize me anymore after returning to the country? When
will you pay back the money you owe us?â
The middle-aged man grinned and sneered, his eyes filled with a deep chill.
âIâll pay you back soon. Please leave quickly. My brother will be here soon. I donât want him to seeâ¦â
Hannahâs sobbing tone was filled with grievances, and the tears from the corners of her eyes dripped.
âHehe, you have a brother? Just nice. Let him pay on your behalf, then.â
The middle-aged man smiled coldly.
âNo, donât. Please leave. Iâll pay you back.â
Hannah burst into tears anxiously and raised her head, red palm prints visible on her face.
âYouâre begging me? Fine, kneel and beg me now!â
The middle-aged man said tauntingly, his eyes cold.
It just so happened that Philip had already rushed in. He said angrily, âWho are you? Get out of here!â
Hannah tilted her head, looked at Philip with tears in her eyes, and then bowed her head sharply. She
wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
The middle-aged man also glanced sideways at Philip and then asked with a sarcastic smile, âWho the
hell are you?â
âIâm her brother!â
Philip said coldly while looking at Hannah on the hospital bed.
What was the situation?
Hannah owed other people money?
âOh, so youâre her brother. You donât look like much. Do you have money to pay off her debts?â
The middle-aged man laughed coldly.
This young man who suddenly appeared looked very ordinary at first glance. Hannah had such an
older brother?
Interesting!
âHow much?â Philip asked.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his heart shook slightly. He got up, walked to Philip, and
glanced at Mila who was hiding behind him. He said coldly, âThree billion!â
Three billion?
Hearing that, the onlookers could not help gasping.
How could a young girl owe so much money?
It must be fake!
Could her brother pay it back?
However, to everyoneâs surprise, Philip did not hesitate and said directly, âOkay, Iâll pay it back for her.â
Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned and asked with a cold voice, âWhat are you going to pay
with? Do you have three billion when you look like this?â
Ridiculous!
Philip did not say anything and just made a call, saying, âTransfer three billion to me at once!â
Hearing this, the middle-aged man laughed while looking up at the sky. He looked at Philip like he was
an idiot and said, âDamn, this kid can really put on an act! Do you know who we are? If I donât see that
three billion today, Iâll bury the two of you alive!â
The onlookers also shook their heads as they whispered, âThis young man is too good at pretending.
Could three billion really be transferred just like that?â
âNo way! Does he know how much three billion is? Where is he going to transfer it from?â
âAlas, as the older brother, not only is he not helping his sister to solve the problem, but heâs even
trying to show off right now.â
Philip ignored the middle-aged man and walked to Hannah, gently lifting her face.
When he saw the red palm print on Hannahâs face, he suddenly became angry and asked in a cold
voice, âWho hit her?â
âI did! Why? Do you want to seek justice for her?â
The middle-aged man was full of arrogance and looked at Philip very pompously. The four bodyguards
behind him had already stood up, all looking ferocious.
Philip turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and said coldly, âKneel! Apologize to my sister!â