Chapter 643
The First Heir
Philip harrumphed coldly and did not hold back. He stuck out his hand and instantly caught the riderâs
punch!
Next, he lifted his foot and stomped on the manâs chest!
Bam!
Philipâs foot caught the man squarely in his chest, sending him flying five meters away and crashing
into a stack of abandoned cars!
Crash!
The stack of cars collapsed as a result of the impact, and the vehicles fell onto the manâs motionless
body! There was no knowing if he even survived that!
The other four assassins were instantly alert. They had to be after Philip finished off that rider so
promptly!
Philip clenched his hands into fists, his eyes gleaming coldly.
âTell me who the mastermind is!â
âHaha, youâre pretty good, huh? But we have our own rules. If you want to know, youâll have to ask us
yourself.â
The man with the shades did not seem too bothered about his companionâs chances of survival. His
eyes were fixed on Philip, his gaze filled with a thirst for battle!
âI already gave you guys one chance. Since youâre that eager to die, Iâll fulfill your wishes!â
Philip barked harshly, his voice as cold as the arctic ice!
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At the same time, there was a man in a white bathrobe sitting in his presidential suite and listening to
some light music nonchalantly. He looked at Wynn, who was lying on the bed, and his eyes shone with
a terrible lust!
The man was none other than Marcus Quaid!
He had finally gotten his hands on her!
He had been waiting for this day for so long!
However, just then, Wynn suddenly woke up and sensed someone next to her. She quickly turned and
saw Marcusâs nasty grin next to her!
âYou! Where am I? How did I get here?â
Wynn was terrified, her head feeling dizzy. All she remembered was that she had been dragged into a
car, and then they used something to knock her out. The moment she woke up, the first thing she saw
was Marcus in his bathrobe.
She cowered in the corner of the bed.
She really wanted to run, but she could not exert any power at all, and her head felt dizzy too.
âI see youâre awake, Wynnie.â
Marcus looked concerned as he pounced at her, trying to touch her face. However, she dodged him.
âGet away! You monster! Youâre breaking the law here, Iâll call the cops!â
Wynn was not stupid. She just had to use her brain slightly; it was not hard to figure out what happened
here!
Marcus was behind her kidnapping!
He wanted to do unspeakable things to her!
Marcus chuckled coldly and grabbed Wynnâs fair chin, looking at her greedily.
With a sneer, he said, âI set my mind on you, Wynn Johnston, and no woman has ever escaped me
once I set my sights on her. If you become my woman from now on, Beacon will also fall under the
Quaid empire, and then you wonât ever have to worry a hair on your pretty head again. Youâll live the
high life, and Beacon will be an internationally-renowned pharmaceutical company. Isnât that great?
âBesides, whatâs so good about that trash Philip Clarke? Is he rich? Is he well-connected?â
Marcus chortled, proud and wild.
Wynn shoved him aside, frowning slightly. Her voice was rather weak as she said, âIâm warning you,
Marcus Quaid. Weâre in Riverdale, not your house. My husband wonât forgive you for this!â
Marcus stood up and laughed, holding out his arms. âHe wonât forgive me? That useless husband of
yours? Does he think heâs invincible just because he can fight good?â
He burst out laughing. âTell me, who will know what Iâm doing to the chairwoman of Beacon here in this
suite? Even if someone did find out, would they dare tell anyone? Once the deed is done, what can you
do about it? Will Philip even want you after youâve been used?â
Wynn grew ever more terrified. She knew that Marcus was determined to do terrible things to her, so
she had to stall him until Philip could rescue her!
That was right. All she could do now was trust Philip!
âDonât worry, I will be gentle with you! Youâre the first woman Iâve wanted so badly.â
Marcus showed his true colors, pouncing at Wynn like a hungry wolf.
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