The man's face was being stepped on by Philip and he could not put up a fight. He begged for mercy, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Please lift your foot."

Philip raised his foot and looked at the man on the floor who was clutching his stomach, rubbing his face, and howling. He asked coldly, "What's your name?"

The man was startled and quickly shook his head, saying, "I don't..."

"What is your name?" Philip repeated.

"David Wall," the man quickly replied for fear that the killing god in front of him would accidentally trample him to death.

At this moment, David Wall finally saw the man in front of him clearly. This was Young Patriarch Clarke who crashed the Larson family's wedding banquet this morning. Even the family head could do nothing to him. A small potato like him would be dead for sure.

Thus, with no other choice, David could only listen to Philip and ask, "Young Patriarch Clarke, as long as you don't kill me, I'll do whatever you want."

Philip smiled with a nod and said, "You're a fast learner."

David chuckled and said, "We heard about your awesomeness during the day. You're amazing. We can't afford to mess with you!"

Philip could not be bothered with someone like David and asked, "How long have you been monitoring this place?"

David quickly replied, "It's been a year. Ever since Miss Cynthia came back, the patriarch told us to keep an eye on her."

Hearing this, Philip frowned, turned to Cynthia, and asked, "Didn't you notice anything?"

Cynthia was wearing a thin nightgown at the moment. She shook her head pitifully and said, "No..."

David interrupted and said cheerfully, "Young Patriarch Clarke, it's impossible for Miss Cynthia to have noticed us. We're professionals and are very secretive in our work. Otherwise, Patriarch Larson wouldn't have hired us."

Philip snorted coldly and said, "Professionals? How did I catch hold of you, then?"

"Uh..." David was speechless for a while and said, "You're too good at this. I take my hats off to you."

Philip waved his hand and said, "Cut the crap. You're not allowed to say a word about what happened today. If I replace out, you'll die a miserable death."

David quickly nodded and said, "I understand. I won't say a word. Please rest assured!"

"Next, just continue doing what you need to do, but I want you to install some bugs and cameras on Silva's side for me," Philip thought about it and said. Hearing this, David was so frightened that he trembled all over and said, "Y-Young Patriarch Clarke, I can't do that. If Patriarch Larson replaces out, I'm dead!" "Oh? Do you choose to die right now, then?" Philip smirked wickedly.

Seeing this smile, David shuddered and lowered his head, looking very hesitant and distraught. He was dead either way!

What should he do?

Seeing the sweat on David's forehead, Philip smiled and said, "Don't worry. If you help me with this, I'll arrange for you to leave Fernvale and give you 10 million."

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