Chapter 687
The First Heir
Long before Philip even arrived, all the previous customers who were drinking and dancing had run
away, leaving a few bartenders left in the huge bar.
Philip glanced at the few figures that just arrived and could not help but sneer. Then, he simply sat on
the sofa while resting his head against the cushion, ready to watch a good show.
The group of people that rushed here for reinforcements saw Philip sitting on the sofa. Their bad
temper from before quickly dispersed as they turned to look at the fat man.
That guy saw Ray coming, so he ran over immediately before pointing at Philip and shouting, âRay,
youâre finally here. I was hit by that brat over there. He even hurt many of my boys. Get rid of him
quickly!â
Ray heard his words and noticed the look in Philipâs eyes.
Smack!
Before the fat man even finished speaking, Ray went up and slapped him viciously on the face until
that man was dizzy!
âBoss⦠Ray, whyâd you hit me for? Iâm Fat Bill! He hit usâ¦â
His face was full of grievances, no idea what Ray was up to.
Smack!
As a result, another slap landed on his face!
At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he realized what was going on. His head was still
buzzing.
âIgnorant fool! Get lost!â Ray yelled angrily, then hurriedly nodded and bowed to Philip with a fawning
expression on his face.
âMr. Philip, itâs such a coincidence, haha. My subordinate doesnât understand the rules and doesnât
know you. That⦠If you want to vent your anger, feel free to hit him.â
With that said, Ray kicked Fat Bill over to Philip. Fat Bill was so scared that he knelt on the ground and
started sobbing. âMr. Philip, please have mercy on me. Iâm a blind fool and I deserve to die!â
Fat Bill started slapping himself as he spoke.
Ray was the bald guy who got into trouble with Philip when he had dinner with Cynthia and Melody the
other day!
Philip frowned and said, âIt looks like the lesson that day wasnât enough.â
Rayâs heart trembled at those words. He could not wait to tear the fat man apart with his bare hands.
Why did he provoke this man of all people!
He quickly smiled fawningly, âOh no, you must be kidding.â
Fat Bill noticed the flattering look on Rayâs face and realized that he was in trouble.
He might have offended an important person!
Hence, he knelt and begged, âMr. Philip, Iâm wrong. Iâm blind and ignorant. I shouldnât have laid my
hands on your woman. I was wrong, please spare me.â
âSpare you?â
Philip stared at him coldly and sneered, âDidnât you say that you want to beat me until my mother canât
recognize me?â
The fat man shook his head back and forth, saying with a horrified expression, âOh no, I donât dare to
anymore. I was talking nonsense just now. Please have mercy on me. Just treat it as my drunken rant
and let me go.â
âYou donât dare to do it? You tried to molest a woman in front of so many people. What else donât you
dare to do?â Philip sneered. Then, he looked at Ray who stood aside and said, âYou, beat him until his
mother canât recognize him. If you hit him too lightly, Iâll hit you until your mother canât recognize you.â
Ray glanced at Philip, his whole body shaking in fright at the sight of his piercing eyes.
Without another word, he kicked the fat man on the shoulder with a curse. After that, he squatted down,
grabbed hold of Fat Bill, and started to slap him back and forth.
Very soon, his face swelled and looked like a pigâs head. It was true that even his mother might not
recognize him if she stood there.
âOkay, thatâs enough. Crawl away now,â Philip said grimly.
Like a group of prisoners who received amnesty, they scrambled to their feet to run away. Ray was the
fastest among them.
Philip abruptly shouted, âAre you deaf? I said crawl away!â
The group of thugs was stunned, then they looked at each other while hesitating.
Including Ray, the group of men knelt on the ground and started to crawl away from the bar.
It was so shocking that all the waiters in the bar looked at each other.
Philip stood up, grabbed Chloe who was drunk and unconscious, and called out to her several times.
âYou⦠Who are you?! Get lost! Go away!â
Chloe struggled violently. Philip had no choice but to carry her bridal style.
Although Chloe was drunk, she subconsciously put her arms around Philipâs neck. She leaned in his
arms and muttered, âDonât leave me, donât leaveâ¦â
Philip was taken aback. He stared at the flushed woman, his heart softening. He smiled helplessly as
he said, âStill the same as before.â
With that, Philip said, âIâll bring you home.â