The First Heir
Chapter 246

Chapter 246

“Philip, what have you done?!” Martha shrieked.

By now, Philip had already eliminated another four bodyguards.

Wynn stared at Philip in a daze, realizing once again that he had terrifying fighting skills!

The men outside wanted to rush in. However, when they saw Philip standing next to Bob, choking thelatter’s neck, they dared not risk it.

Bob’s face was bloody, and his breathing was rapid. His hands were trembling as he gave Philip avicious side-glare and said, “You… you dare lay hands on me! I’ll… I’ll kill you!”

Up until now, Bob was still unaware of his situation.

Martha was huddled in a corner. She could only watch helplessly as Philip choked her father’s neck.

She yelled agitatedly, “Philip, let go at once! If anything happens to my father, I won’t let you off!”

How dare the good-for-nothing do this?

Nevertheless, Philip only threw a glance at Martha and said, “Martha Yates, he’s your father, not mine.He dared to hit Wynn, he has to pay the price!”

With one sentence, Philip made everyone feel as though they had plunged into an icy abyss.

Martha never thought that Philip, who had always been useless, would portray such an imposingdemeanor.

It was the head of the Yates family.

Wynn took some time to come back to her senses. She quickly said, “Philip, let him go. He’s mygrandfather!”

That was right; he was her grandfather after all.

Wynn could not bear to watch Philip choke him like that.

Philip raised his eyebrows, looked at Wynn, and asked her in all seriousness, “Wynnie, he ordered hismen to beat you up indiscriminately and even threatened you and Mila. Are you sure you want me to lethim go?”

Wynn was now in a dilemma. After a long while, she finally said, “He’s my grandfather after all. Even ifhe has done something terribly wrong, I must forgive him.”

Philip fell silent, and without another word, he slowly loosened his chokehold.

Bob’s entire face was flushed red. When Philip let go of him, he opened his mouth and drew big gulpsof air.

At that moment, Bob truly felt the threat of death.

For many years, he had not suffered the taste of defeat.

However, that day, he had almost died in the hands of Philip, the wastrel.

“Wynn, take Mom and Dad out. I want to have a good chat with Old Master Yates.”

Philip said solemnly; his eyes had traces of deterrence within them.

“Okay.” Wynn did not know what to do, but she could only trust Philip for now.

Hopefully, he would not cause any more trouble.

Since the old man was in the house and Philip was in a strategic position, the men outside dared notmake any rash moves.

Philip said sternly, “Old Master, tell your men to withdraw from the house. Believe me, I have thestrength to deal with you before they can take any action.”

Bob’s head was still buzzing. Hence, after brief consideration, he waved his hand angrily and motionedto his men to withdraw.

On the other hand, Wynn pulled Charles and Martha along with her.

“Philip, don’t cause any trouble. Just speak to grandpa nicely,” Wynn said to Philip before leaving.

She was afraid that Philip might lose his temper and do something irrational.

“Okay, I promise.” Philip chuckled.

Very soon, only Philip and Bob were left.

Sitting on the single-person sofa, Philip said without beating around the bush, “Old Master, what do youthink is the current social standing of the Yates family in Riverdale?”

Bob was already quite sober at this point. Hearing Philip’s question, he could not help but chuckle.“Philip, even if the Yates are not considered first-class in Riverdale, we’re at least second or third class.Why, is a good-for-nothing like you planning to do something to the Yates?”

Bob felt the utmost disdain from Philip’s attitude and mannerisms.

What did he mean by that?

He wanted to lay his hands on the Yates?

A wimp like him?

Philip merely smiled indifferently, took out his phone, dialed a number, and said to Bob, “Then, do youwant to witness the Yates family’s collapse in ten minutes?”

Ba-thump!

Bob’s heart sank. He suddenly felt a sense of crisis as he looked at Philip’s nonchalant smile.

He felt extremely unsettled.

What was happening? How could he feel such pressure from a wastrel?

Impossible!

After a moment of silence, Bob said slowly, “Philip, I came here out of a fit today. Maybe Eric really didsomething wrong. Let me go home and have a good talk with him. Why don’t we just leave it as it istoday?”

Bob backed down.

Indeed, he felt unprecedented pressure from Philip.

That pressure made him think twice.

However, Philip ignored his words and merely smiled faintly. “A son’s wrongdoings must be correctedby his father. The Yates family has never produced a good man. I already taught Eric a lesson for whathe did today. Nonetheless, Old Master, why are you so eager to stand up for him? Is the entire Yatesfamily less than one Eric?”

With that said, when the call connected the next second, Philip calmly said in front of Bob, “Old ManGeorge, in ten minutes, I want all of Yates’ properties to go bankrupt. That applies to any amount of

profit that the Yates have gained through illegal means. Additionally, related evidence of their dirtydealings should be handed over to the Law Enforcement Bureau!”