Chapter 437
The First Heir
How overbearing!
How cold!
This kind of aura was coursing through Philipâs entire body!
A man who had been a spineless coward for three years was actually so domineering!
Martha was so scared that she did not dare to breathe too loud. She watched as Philip stared down at
Giada. Her brain turned into mush.
W-Was Philip always this overbearing?
Giada was the woman who attacked her. How dare he say something like that?
âEither you die, or he does.â
How scary!
Martha was trembling from fear. She never expected to see Philip act like this. This was so terrifying!
She was a fool back then. How could she humiliate and scold Philip that way?
Martha was utterly horrified by how he had stabbed the dagger into Joelâs hands and leg.
She swore inside her heart that she would never be arrogant toward Philip again. This man was
horrifying.
It was as if he was another person.
At the same time, when Giada heard what Philip said, there was a cold smirk on her beautiful face.
How dare this guy threaten her?
âPhilip, do you think Iâm scared of you? Iâm Giada Wallis from the Wallis family, and Iâm the second
madam of the Clarke family. Iâm also the second legal wife of your father, and youâre my son in name,
Philip Clarke. According to the rules of the Clarkes, I have the right to order you to kneel!â
Giada said coldly. Her face was beyond icy.
Philip frowned as he stared at Giada. His pupils constricted like a profound and unfathomable abyss. It
was as if they could devour everything.
How dare Giada exploit the rules of the Clarke family!
âGiada, who are you to order me with the rules of the Clarke family?â
Philip replied coldly.
Giada did not say anything. She took out a letter from her pocket and there was the word âClarkeâ
written on it. There was also a stamp of the golden island on the bottom left corner.
She snorted and smirked. She said, âBefore I left, I asked your father for a letter. Thereâs also the
signatures of all of your uncles.â
Her smirk was cold, and she looked proud of herself.
âYouâre still too young to fight me.
âI, Giada Wallis, have been taking care of half of the Clarkes. Do you think a minor character like you
can scare me?â
Philip was silent. He took the letter and frowned.
âPhilip, son of Clarke, Iâm using my identity as the second madam of the Clarke family to order you to
let Joel Harris go!â
Giadaâs face was icy as she looked at Philip. âPhilip, donât forget Iâm your stepmother and youâre my
son. Before Charlotte passed, she left you under my care. Are you trying to kill your mother?â
âShut up! You donât have the right to talk about her! You also donât have the right to be my mother!â
Philip yelled. His eyes were red as he crumpled the letter in his hands before throwing it on the floor.
The contents of the letter were simple. Listen to everything Giada said.
This was what all of the people in power of the Clarke family wanted.
It was also what his father wanted.
He could not go against his fatherâs wishes, especially when all of his uncles had signed the letter.
âLet him go.â
Giada did not want to bicker with him anymore. She said coldly.
Philipâs eyes were red. He looked at Joel who was laughing non-stop at the floor. The latter laughed in
a wretched way and said, âHahaha, Philip. Howâs it? I told you, youâre just a piece of trash and youâll
always be! Hahahaha! Iâm still fine and dandy!â
Slam!
Philip kicked him on the face immediately. He yelled, âYou donât have the right to speak!â
Giada frowned but did not say anything. She made a phone call, and everyone in the villa came in.
Then, they cleared the villa in a blink of an eye.
Philip had no choice. These were the rules, and there was a letter with his fatherâs signature.
He could not punish Joel now.
He could only let him go.
Giada looked at Philip who was engulfed by flames of rage and said coldly, âYouâre too young. Iâm
indeed shocked by your transformation in these seven years, but youâre still nothing in my eyes.â
In the end, Philip watched as Joel was carried away. When that guy got into the car, he gave Philip the
bird and spat out some blood on the floor. He mouthed, âTrash!â
Philip turned around, and his eyes turned icy. He said coldly, âHe canât live anymore.â
âRoger, Young Master.â
That indolent man took back his nonchalant attitude. He turned around before disappearing into the
villa.
After a while, on one of the main roads in Riverdale, the black commercial car that Joel was on was
stopped in front of the red light.
His entire body was in pain. However, his bleeding was stopped, and he had been treated.
âHaha, Philip, youâre just a piece of trash! Didnât you want to kill me? Iâm still as fine as ever. Just you
wait. When Iâm better, Iâll seek revenge!â
Joelâs eyes were cold. He was blinded by hate.
The light turned green.
The car started moving as it crossed the road.
However!
Suddenly!
On the other side, a truck sped toward them with lightning speed!
Crash!
The black commercial car flew into the air after the truck crashed into it. It turned more than ten times in
the air!
Boom, boom!
The black commercial car landed on the road heavily. It rolled around a few times and was in pieces!
The truck did not stop. It drove over to them once again and crushed the entire car under its tires that
were taller than a man!
The entire thing happened in less than a few seconds!
It was tragic!
The ground was soaked with blood, and there were also pieces of flesh!