Chapter 647

Philip carried Wynn out of the hotel.

At the door, Rick gave them a glance before he left as well.

Soon, Theo reached the scene, but what he saw immediately gave him a headache.

That was the second young master of the Quaid family from Capital City!

This was going to be a big deal!

A storm was coming right for Riverdale soon.

“What should we do, Theo? This is Master Marcus Quaid from Capital City.”

Tiger stood next to Theo, his large body looking awkward as he scratched the back of his head

helplessly.

Theo frowned slightly, his eyes focused on Marcus, who lay unconscious in the room. He sighed in

exasperation.

“Send him away. Things will get messy soon, so tell our men to prepare.”

Theo said, his expression determined.

He was not going to betray Philip. Way back then, he had acknowledged Philip as his leader.

Even if a bloody tragedy ensued, he was going to have Philip’s back!

After that battle in the villa, Theo’s determination had only strengthened further.

Meanwhile, Philip had hailed a cab and brought Wynn back to First Palace.

Wynn took a long hot bath in the master bedroom, desperately trying to wash the filth off her body. At

least, she thought herself extremely dirty right now.

Once she was done washing herself, Philip enthusiastically offered her a cup of steaming hot

chamomile tea.

“Here, honey, have some tea. It’s good for soothing your nerves.”

“Right, thanks.”

Wynn sat down, her hair still dripping wet. She took a few sips of the tea and then stopped.

After that, she just curled up on the couch in a daze, looking at the night outside the window without a

word.

Philip knew that she was feeling tortured right now. No one would be able to calm down so soon after

something like that.

“Thank you, honey.”

Her soft voice suddenly resounded in the silent room.

Philip hurriedly walked to her and pulled her into his embrace, rubbing her back tenderly. His voice was

gentle as he said, “No need to thank me. I’m just glad you’re safe.”

The light went out of Wynn’s eyes. She looked at Philip blankly, pulling at the corners of her white lips.

All of a sudden, she sat up and said his name solemnly. “Philip.”

“What’s the matter? Does it hurt anywhere? Shall I call the doctor?”

Philip barraged her with worried questions.

Wynn shook her head and looked into his eyes, her gaze calm as she said, “I’m fine, but I want to ask

you something.”

Philip had the vague impression that Wynn had noticed something. He tugged at the corners of his lips

and rambled, “You can ask me later. What you need right now is rest. I’ll help you handle things at

work, and don’t worry about the Quaids either. I have a plan.”

Wynn ignored his babble and asked him seriously, “Who are you, honey?”

Philip took a deep breath and grinned. “I’m me, of course. What’s the matter? Is your head screwed on

right?”

He reached out to touch her forehead, but Wynn gripped his hand like a helpless little girl. Her eyes

were full of fear as she looked at Philip. “Give me a proper answer, honey. What are you hiding from

me? Why? Is your real identity truly that important?”

Philip was growing more and more mysterious to her. Wynn felt as though she had never really known

her own husband.

At first he owned a restaurant, then he turned out to be the young master of the Clarke Group from

Capital City. Then there was the three-billion dollar investment.

Philip just kept giving her one surprise after another.

However, she did not even know who he really was.

All she knew was that her husband was no ordinary man.

After that incident at the villa that night, Wynn was even more certain that Philip’s family situation was

extremely complicated.

Perhaps that was why Philip was keeping it from her.

“Could you wait a little longer, honey? Just a little.”

Philip held Wynn’s head, addressing her solemnly.

That was right, he had a plan in mind.

This time, he was going to settle everything, all at once!

He had to put a stop to Giada’s ambitions, but he was also going to capture all the families and groups

secretly eyeing Beacon from the shadows in one fell swoop. … Marcus was rushed to the hospital and

managed to survive.

Len stood outside the ER, his expression dark as the night and his killing intent roaring around him. He

had warned Master Marcus not to do anything rash, but considering Master Marcus’s personality…

There was no way they could keep this under wraps. It was too significant!

Len walked out of the hospital and made a call. “Master, something happened to Master Marcus.”

“Hmm? What happened?”

The deep voice on the other end sounded extremely authoritative.

“He’s been maimed,” Len replied.

“Is it serious? If it isn’t, get him treated and send him back. Just teach the assailant a lesson, but don’t

kill them.”

“Master, Master Marcus may… never have kids from now on.”

Len replied honestly, a cold sweat breaking out over his head as he withstood that immense pressure.