Chapter 236

Eric was enjoying himself at the bar.

He was extremely pleased with himself at the moment as he finally managed to get back at that little

b*tch, Wynn Johnston.

Not to mention, Philip had to be very beaten up by now.

Eric took out his phone and called Braids. However, no one picked up.

He smirked shamelessly and muttered, “I guess it’s going well. I wasn’t expecting Wynn to be such a

little wh*re. It’s been so long and she still isn’t done yet.”

As Eric thought about it, he proceeded to flirt with the pretty lady next to him.

However, at this moment.

Bam!

The door of the private room was kicked open violently.

Four muscular men in suits barged in.

Tiger glared coldly at Eric who was sitting on the sofa and currently being overwhelmed with lust. Tiger

boomed, “Eric!”

Eric turned his head and saw that someone had barged in. He was fuming as he got up, pointed at

Tiger, and shouted, “Who the f*ck are you? F*ck off!”

In his family, Eric was the king. Thus, he was used to being arrogant and unreasonable.

Tiger snorted and forcefully punched him!

Crack!

That was the sound of Eric’s nose having been broken.

Eric fell backward as blood poured out of his nose. His brain began buzzing as well.

“F*ck! H-How dare you punch me! So you know who I am? I am Eric Yates from the Yates Family! My

grandfather is Bob Yates, and my father is Samson Yates! You’re all dead meat!”

Eric clutched his nose and yelled hysterically as his eyes grew wide.

“I don’t care who your father or grandfather is. We’re after you!” Tiger said coldly. Tiger waved his hand,

and two of his men grabbed Eric. They then twisted Eric’s arms behind his back.

Eric struggled and howled in pain. “Let go of me! I am one of the Yates! My dad knows Theo Zander!

Theo Zander even attended my grandpa’s birthday party! You’re asking to die if you dare catch me!”

Slap!

Tiger was starting to get annoyed by his yapping, so he slapped Eric across the face.

Consequently, Eric immediately became obedient.

Over in the hotel room, Wynn had finally been satisfied. Her face was red as she laid in Philip’s arms.

The atmosphere of the room had not dissipated, and their amorous mood was still in the air.

Wynn’s eyes were wide as she stared into blank space.

Philip said, “Don’t go home. Go stay with Mila.”

“What about you?” Wynn lifted her head and asked.

The scene of Philip barging into the room was still replaying itself in Wynn’s head.

She dared not ask.

“I have some things to take care of. You should go back first. Mila’s having her surgery tomorrow.”

Philip’s tone had turned cold out of nowhere, and his eyes had also begun glinting ominously.

Wynn could feel it. She looked at Philip and pondered for a while. Finally, she said, “Be careful. Don’t

cause any trouble.”

Philip kissed Wynn lightly on the forehead and said, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

“Right, Philip, why are you so good at fighting? You never told me about it before.”

Wynn lifted her head and asked out of the blue. Her eyes were twinkling curiously. “I realize that I can’t

seem to figure you out anymore. Are your parents really restaurant owners?”

Philip’s fighting moves were like those seen in the movies. He was so amazing!

Oh no.

Wynn had begun suspecting him. Should he tell her?

Philip inhaled sharply, got up, and put on his clothes. After cleaning up, he bid farewell to Wynn and left

the room.

Theo and his men were standing outside reverently and respectfully.

They only removed their hands that were on their ears when they saw Philip walk out.

“Mr. Clarke, he has been retained. You can tell us what to do with him anytime,” Theo said deferentially.

Philip nodded and said, “Ask someone to send a set of clothes inside.”

After that, Philip left the hotel with Theo and his men. He got into Theo’s Mayback and took off to a

sport’s arena.

Inside the car, Philip’s eyes were icy. However, a fire was burning in his chest.

‘Eric Yates, I’m coming.’

‘I warned you. You’ll pay greatly for what you’ve done!”