Chapter 337
The First Heir
âItâs up to you whether you want to tell me or not. Youâre the one who was beaten up anyway. Iâm fine if
youâre fine with this.â
Philip guessed that Marthaâs temper was still manageable. Nevertheless, she was a mean woman who
could bear suffer any ill-treatment.
Martha pondered for a while before saying, âIt was a woman whoâs pretty good looking. She said her
name was Giada Wallis. Can you avenge me in any way?â
Martha had been miserable throughout the entire night. She did not even know Giada, but she did not
dare be aggressive toward her.
Her aura was too strong.
Martha knew she could not offend her.
Giada!
When he heard her name, Philip was stunned. Immediately, his face was filled with dark clouds.
Philip had warned her before not to do anything to the people around him, but she refused to listen.
Was this a warning for him?
âPhilip, as long as you can avenge me, I wonât look into the matter of you hitting me anymore. Plus, I
will treat you like my biological son, what do you think?â Martha said.
As long as Philip could teach that woman a lesson, Martha did not mind treating him better in the
future.
âYou should stay home these few days. If you get jumped again, I wonât be able to help you. Even the
Longfords that you fawned over last time wonât be able to help you if that woman is involved.â
Philipâs face was icy as he turned around and left.
Then, he asked Tiger for a car and drove to Cirrus Villa
The entire villa had security guards stationed all over the place. It was easy to enter but difficult to exit.
After entering the villa, Philip got out of the car and was stopped by the security guards.
âGet out of the way,â Philip said flatly.
âYoung master, madam said she wonât see anyone. Please go back,â one of the security guards told
Philip.
Philipâs eyes were cold. His gaze was piercing as he said, âAre you going to stop me?â
The security guards looked at each other. However, they did not dare disobey an order. Hence, they
braced themselves and explained, âYoung master, madam said she wonât see anyone today. Please go
back.â
Philip did not want to talk to them anymore. Hence, he walked a few steps forward, and the security
guards backed away. When they had nowhere else to go, they said, âYoung master, if you continue
doing this, weâll take action against you.â
âYou guys dare to touch me? Who gave you the courage to do so?â Philip shouted in an icy tone.
The security guards looked at each other. While they were in a state of mutual hostility, Giada slowly
sashayed over from a distance. She smiled genially and said, âPhilip, why do you want to stoop down
to the level of the subordinates?â
Giada was wearing a long, white dress, and there was a light, blue shawl on her shoulder. Her long hair
was wavy, and she had an amazing physique. It could be said that she was the perfect woman.
The woman had an almost ethereal body and appearance. However, her heart was beyond evil.
âDismissed,â Giada said flatly.
Her arms were folded in front of her chest. On the other hand, her fingers were adorned with jade rings,
diamond rings, and rings that had expensive gems embedded in them.
The security guards dismissed themselves after respectfully bowing to her. Nonetheless, they stayed
and kept watch more than ten meters away from her.
Behind Giada was a female personal assistant.
Philip only glanced at her briefly and could tell that she was not as simple as she looked. The woman
was radiating an air of coldness and had murderous intent.
âWhy did you attack Martha Yates?â Philip asked coldly in a straightforward manner.
âShe was looking down on the Clarkes. She deserves to die a hundred times just for that alone.â
Giada smiled softly. Her smile looked gentle and kind, however, her kindness could kill.
âSheâs my mother-in-law, and sheâs also Wynnâs mother. You donât have the right to do such a thing on
my behalf,â Philip said coldly.
Nonetheless, Giada replied, âI was just giving her a tiny lesson, so she knows how to behave. Is that
wrong? When Charlotte passed, she asked me to take care of you. Technically, youâre my stepson. If
you talk to me like that, Iâll feel sad.â
Giada had a smirk on her face as she said this.
Philipâs face fell, and he said, âShut up! You donât have the right to say the name Charlotte! Iâm here to
warn you today. Donât touch the people around me. If not, I wonât go easy on you!â
After Philip said that, a red dot appeared on Giadaâs voluptuous chest; it was aimed at her heart!
âMadam!â
All of a sudden, the sirens in the villa started to blare.
âHurry! Protect the madam and the young master!â
The security guards in suits drew their pistols from their holsters and stood guard.
Then, more security guards rushed out from all over the place. They all shielded Giada and Philip
behind them.
The woman behind Giada was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a white shirt, and a pair of high heels.
She took out the pistol from her holster in panic and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the center of
Philipâs forehead.
Philip only glanced at her coldly, and his piercing eyes became glued to the woman.
âYou unbridled fool!â
Giada yelled and slapped her personal assistant in the face. âWho told you to point your gun at him?â
âYes, madam.â
The personal assistant with an icy demeanor put away her pistol and stood behind Giada silently.
Nevertheless, her eyes were locked on Philip.
If the other party dared to act blindly without thinking, she would pull the trigger.
So what if he was Master Clarke? She was only protecting Madam Wallis.
She was raised by the Wallises.
âI wasnât expecting you to have an expert with you. No ordinary person is capable of sneaking into
Cirrus Villa.â
The red dot on was still on Giadaâs chest. However, she looked nonchalant. A light smile could still be
seen on her face.
Philip said coldly, âGiada, this is my warning to you. Donât test my limits!â
Having said that, Philip turned around and walked toward the boot of the black Benz that was
approaching them. He opened it and dragged out a man who had been beaten up badly. Philip threw
the person to the ground and kicked him.
âYour man was sloppy. You should know what to do,â Philip said coldly.
Giada looked at the man who was kneeling on the ground. It was the thug that she had hired to bring
Martha back before.
This time, there was a hint of shock and panic on Giadaâs nonchalant face.
Her neatly-plucked eyebrows knitted together. She had not done anything before her personal assistant
walked over to the man.