Chapter 245
The First Heir
Bob scoffed nonchalantly. âPhilip, youâre just a worthless piece of trash. Can you even brag about
something like that?â
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.
âBob Yates, I think the number of people you brought wonât suffice,â Philip jeered.
The sneer on Bobâs 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 Philipâs nose, and shouted, âPhilip, youâre to be held
responsible for your own mess! The Johnston family has nothing to do with this!â
Martha was scared and eager to cut off all ties with Philip.
The old man was angry, and the consequences were unimaginable.
However, what Martha did not expect was for the repercussions to become even more serious when he
was angry!
More serious than the entire sky falling!
âPhilip, be a man and take responsibility for your own actions. You can break your own arms first and
then come with me to kneel in front of Eric to beg for his forgiveness. If heâs willing to let you off, then
Iâll let you go. However, you wonât show yourself in Riverdale ever again, and you will divorce Wynn
too.â Bob snickered coldly.
In his eyes, Philip was nothing more than a useless wimp.
Wynnâs heart trembled violently at Bobâs words.
Grandpa was very domineering. He was prepared to deny Philip any chance of survival.
Would someone like Eric let Philip off the hook so easily?
âNo, I donât agree! What right do you have to take Philip away? You didnât even ask about what Eric
did. He deserved it!â
Wynn got up and stood in front of Philip, glaring at Bob as she spoke.
âShut up! Another word from you and Iâll take care of you too!â Bob was furious. Wynn was constantly
testing his limits, and he was very annoyed by that.
Even if she was his granddaughter, Bob did not mind teaching her a small lesson if she persisted.
Martha was terribly scared. Upon hearing her fatherâs words, she became even more flustered.
She did not wish for her daughter to be hampered by a rotten person like Philip.
âPhilip Clarke, I donât care what youâre thinking. From now on, youâre no longer the son-in-law of the
Johnston family. My daughter will divorce you!â Martha shouted at Philip desperately.
âShut up!â Philip said angrily as he stared at Martha with daggers in his eyes.
He was fed up with Marthaâs unprovoked accusations.
He had tolerated such a mother-in-law for three years.
Martha was caught by surprise, especially when she came into contact with Philipâs murderous gaze.
Hence, with her heart pounding rapidly, she said weakly, âVery well, Philip, you dare shout at me now! I
donât have a son-in-law like you! Dad, take this trash away now!â
After scolding Philip, Martha took a few steps backward in fear that Philip would rush at her and beat
her.
She had witnessed it earlier. When Philip came in, he beat up the two bodyguards.
The fellow could actually dole out some punches.
Bob sneered at Philip with pity in his eyes. âDid you hear that? Youâre a single man now. Kneel
obediently and break your arms, then come with me to beg for Ericâs forgiveness. Maybe then you can
keep your pathetic life.â
However.
Philipâs expression sank. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a faint smile, âAre you sure you want
me to kneel in front of you?â
Bob frowned as he felt a sudden surge of dreadfulness and retorted, âWhy, do you think you can
escape with just two hands? Even if you do manage to, what about your wife and child?â
A chill spread across Philipâs eyes. Bob dared to threaten him with Wynn and Mila?
In an instant, Philip took the initiative and stepped forward. It has to be said that the bodyguard beside
Bob did not even see when Philip made the first move.
Bam!
One punch!
Philipâs punch hit Bobâs face and blood was spilled immediately!
Bob staggered backward and slumped limply on the sofa. Blood from his nose was now splattered all
over his face as his head buzzed!
At his age, he could no longer withstand such a blow. He was already dizzy from one strike!
The result of Philipâs blow took Martha and the rest of the people in the house by surprise.