Chapter 706

“Argh! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you! Please spare me!”

The man had torn his mask to pieces and scratched his face until it was bloody. It was truly a horrifying

sight to the eyes.

Philip was pleased. It seemed that this pill was quite effective. He said, “Prepare more for future use.”

“One million each,” Rick said solemnly.

Philip’s face turned dark. This brat must have been too poor in his past life!

“The Beauty Killers! The Beauty Killers sent us!”

The man was enduring great pain to squeeze this sentence from his throat, then he cried and begged

Philip to let him go.

Philip’s expression sank as his brows furrowed!

The Beauty Killers?

He turned to Rick and asked, “Can you check?”

Rick’s face also changed as he said, “No need for that. I know this group.”

Philip snorted, looked at the other guy, and said, “If you don’t want this to continue, go back and tell

your boss not to cause any more trouble for me. Otherwise, I have 100 ways to make all of you

disappear from this world!”

“Yes… Okay, I’ll bring your words back to my boss!”

The man with broken arms nodded repeatedly at this moment, his eyes full of fear—Especially when he

watched his companion scratching himself to death alive. The last line of defense in his heart

completely collapsed!

These two men were monsters!

After this issue was resolved, Philip turned to Rick and asked, “Have I offended the Beauty Killers?”

Rick looked worried and said, “The person you met at the hospital the other day, Margot Pearson,

belongs to this group. Her position isn’t low either.”

Margot Pearson?

It turned out to be that woman.

Interesting.

Philip squeezed his chin and pondered slightly before walking straight out of the suite.

Philip returned to First Palace, and in the living room, he saw Martha and Charles sitting there plotting

something.

Seeing that Philip was back, Martha pretended to be innocent and glanced at him furtively.

Philip ignored her, turned around, and headed upstairs.

After he went up, Martha grabbed Charles’ arm and said while winking, “So? Are you going to talk to

him or should I?”

Charles thought for a moment before he replied, “I’ll go. You sit here quietly and don’t cause trouble.”

After speaking, Charles stood at the foot of the stairs and shouted upstairs, “Philip, can you come down

for a moment? I have something to discuss with you.”

Very soon, Philip walked down with his arms crossed and looked at Charles. He also glanced at Martha

who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating nuts. He asked, “Dad, what’s up?”

Charles pretended to cough before he said, “Ah, it’s like this Philip. Just don’t take this matter to heart

after I say it. Your mother and I are wondering if we should get a different babysitter for Mila. Anne only

knows how to bring Mila out to play all day long and doesn’t do other things properly. It’s not too good

for Mila in the long run.”

Philip frowned, looked at Martha, and asked, “Is this your idea?”

Martha did not deny it. She raised her chin and said, “Yes, it’s my idea. Just look at that nanny you

hired. She only plays with Mila all day long. You’d better change to another one. I happen to know that

your aunt’s daughter has just graduated and is looking for work to do.”

The main reason was the aunt’s family had begged her for help, so Martha agreed because of her

pride.

Now, all they had to do was drive Anne away.

“No, I’m the one who hired Anne.”

Philip threw down these words and turned to leave.

Martha became anxious. She got up, smashed a cup, and chastised, “Philip, I’m your mother-in-law,

after all. Why don’t you listen to me?! I’ll just tell you honestly. Anne has already been driven away by

me! You have no other choice but to accept it! The daughter from the aunt’s family will start working

here tomorrow!”

Instantly!

Philip paused, turned around, and stared at Martha grimly. He roared, “What did you say? You chased

Anne away?!”

Philip was livid!

Anne Foster was one of the few people he wanted to take care of.

This was because she was like his own sister.

“That’s right! So what? Are you going to hit me?”

Martha was so anxious that she was desperate.

Charles was watching at the sidelines and quickly persuaded, “That’s enough, stop bickering. Why

don’t we discuss this again tomorrow?”

“No! What’s there to discuss?! He’d rather hire someone from the outside than his own family!”

When Martha was unreasonable, she was not afraid of anybody.

Philip was angry. He walked toward Martha and shouted, “Martha Yates, are you really looking for a

beating?”

“Haha, Philip Clarke, who are you shouting at? I just fired someone. Why, are you going to beat me?

Come on, hit me if you have the balls!”

Martha put up a brave front, raised her face, and leaned in toward Philip.