Chapter 538

“Damn punk, you asked for this!”

His expression darkening, one of the guards pulled the baton from his waist and rushed forward,

swinging it down at Philip’s head!

If that hit landed, it would definitely crack Philip’s skull!

Philip raised a brow, his expression rapidly turning cold. His aura suddenly turned sharp as a knife!

He never expected them to come for the kill like this!

The next instant, Philip had taken the baton from the guard’s hand. At the same time, while the guard

was still stunned, Philip lashed his foot out and sent the guard flying out through the glass window!

Crash!

The glass shattered and the guard flew out of the window. He crashed into the ground and stayed

down!

The remaining guard was terrified and trembling now. He hurriedly fell to his knees and begged,

“Please, Brother Clarke, spare me! We were just proceeding on Mr. Michaels’ orders, please don’t…”

Bam!

Philip simply kicked the guard out of the door.

The entire door fell on its hinges from the impact, cracking the frame!

That just showed how furious Philip was right now!

Two of Fabio’s men outside were so scared that they stood at attention, their spines completely

straight. Inwardly, they muttered to themselves, ‘What a bad*ss! As expected of our chairwoman’s

husband! Who the f*ck ever said he’s a good-for-nothing?’

With those two kicks, he had made himself a legend in their hearts.

Philip walked out of the security office and viciously stepped on the chest of the guard playing dead at

the door. The guard howled in pain and grabbed Philip’s leg, begging for mercy.

“Go back and tell your Mr. Michaels to stay out of my way!”

Philip said coldly, his voice echoing through the security office doorway like a demon’s horn.

Philip lifted his leg, and the guard held his chest, dragging his unconscious partner away while thanking

Philip profusely. He then hurriedly ran away from here, deciding that he did not have the time to deal

with O’Donnell, who was still out cold in the office.

On the other end, Wynn had worked hard all day. After she finally left the office and returned to the

villa, she had barely walked through the door when Martha grabbed her arm and dragged her to the

couch.

“Wynnie, tell me honestly. Is there a problem with your company? I heard that the Michaels are calling

off a deal or something?”

Martha was extremely anxious. She had heard the rumor from her sister, Paula, and she hastily

returned home to make sure.

“Who told you that, Mom?” Wynn was very tired right now.

“Just tell me, is it true?”

Of course Martha was worried. Paula had told her that the Michaels were a very important and wealthy

family. If they did pull out from the project, Wynn’s company would go bust and she might even end up

in prison.

That would spell the end of their family.

They would lose the villa too.

“Mom, just stay out of the company’s business, okay? I can handle it.”

Wynn massaged her temple, feeling very impatient.

Martha sobbed and wailed. “Are you stupid, Wynn? If something goes wrong, it’ll be all over for you!

“Listen to me, okay? I got it all planned out. Hurry up and resign from the company, then we can sell

the villa and you can divorce Philip.”

Martha said in a hurry. She had a comprehensive plan in mind.

Wynn was flabbergasted. Standing up, she barked, “What are you saying, Mom? Why should I divorce

Philip? Besides, Philip was the one who bought this villa, how can we sell it?”

Martha simply slapped Wynn and yelled at her, “He bought it? Ridiculous! Don’t think I don’t know, it

was all that useless Philip’s fault. He went and offended a guy called Houston Michaels at your

company, right? I heard everything! See, why did you have to pull him into your company? Even if he

has a little money now, could he be as rich as the Michaels from Golden City?

“You have to obey me on this. Resign, sell the villa, and get that divorce!”

Martha insisted.

That was the Michaels family. How could Philip compare to those filthy rich people?

Wynn was so upset that she just sat on the couch and sobbed into her hands. Her mother was being

absurd again.

At the same time, Wynn knew that she was truly helpless to deal with this.

The Michaels were like a huge net cast over Beacon’s head.

Just then, Philip returned to the villa and walked to the hall. He soon saw Wynn, crying her eyes and

her heart out.

He hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes, asking, “What’s the matter, Wynn?”

“Philip, my mom asked me to resign, sell the company, and divorce you. Oh, I’m so tired.”

Philip frowned deeply, his rage rising a few notches!

“Is it because of what’s happening at the company?”

“I don’t want to divorce you, honey, but I really don’t know what to do. All of them are trying to chase

me out of Beacon, and Blake Michaels is threatening me. I’m so scared.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll solve this for you.”

Philip made her a simple promise and left the room.