The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 437

How overbearing!

How cold!

This kind of aura was coursing through Philip's 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?

'Either you die, or he does.'

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 Joel's 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?

"Philip, do you think I'm scared of you? I'm Giada Wallis from the Wallis family, and I'm the second madam of the Clarke family. I'm also the second legal wife of your father, and you're my son in name, Philip Clarke. According to the rules of the Clarkes, I have the right to order you to kneel!"

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!

"Giada, who are you to order me with the rules of the Clarke family?"

Philip replied coldly.

Giada did not say anything. She took out a letter from her pocket and there was the word 'Clarke' written on it. There was also a stamp of the golden island on the bottom left corner.

She snorted and smirked. She said, "Before I left, I asked your father for a letter. There's also the signatures of all of your uncles."

Her smirk was cold, and she looked proud of herself.

'You're still too young to fight me.

'I, Giada Wallis, have been taking care of half of the Clarkes. Do you think a minor character like you can scare me?' Philip was silent. He took the letter and frowned.

"Philip, son of Clarke, I'm using my identity as the second madam of the Clarke family to order you to let Joel Harris go!"

Giada's face was icy as she looked at Philip. "Philip, don't forget I'm your stepmother and you're my son. Before Charlotte passed, she left you under my care. Are you trying to kill your mother?" "Shut up! You don't have the right to talk about her! You also don't have the right to be my mother!"

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 father's wishes, especially when all of his uncles had signed the letter.

"Let him go."

Giada did not want to bicker with him anymore. She said coldly.

Philip's eyes were red. He looked at Joel who was laughing non-stop at the floor. The latter laughed in a wretched way and said, "Hahaha, Philip. How's it? I told you, you're just a piece of trash and you'll always be! Hahahaha! I'm still fine and dandy!"

Slam!

Philip kicked him on the face immediately. He yelled, "You don't have the right to speak!"

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 father's 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, "You're too young. I'm indeed shocked by your transformation in these seven years, but you're still nothing in my eyes."

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, "Trash!"

Philip turned around, and his eyes turned icy. He said coldly, "He can't live anymore."

"Roger, Young Master."

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.

"Haha, Philip, you're just a piece of trash! Didn't you want to kill me? I'm still as fine as ever. Just you wait. When I'm better, I'll seek revenge!"

Joel's 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!