The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 589

Philip was holding a syringe in his hand. Then, he stabbed it into Marcus' thigh. He said with a cold smirk on his face, "Don't worry. It's just anesthetic."

After Marcus heard this, his brain started to buzz. He struggled to roll down to the floor from the operating table. With a loud crash, he fell horribly. He thought he was going to die from the pain.

Philip sat on the stool nonchalantly. He crossed his legs, and his hands were on his hips. He looked at Marcus who was crawling to the door with a fake smile on his face.

Marcus' face was pale and his eyes were red. He clutched his chest and crawled toward the door of the operating room slowly. He yelled with all his might, "Doctor! Doctor! Help..."

Marcus reached out his pale hand and looked at the door that was locked. He could almost reach it when the anesthetic started taking effect. He felt limp before he lost consciousness. His eyelids were also heavy with sleep.

He kept screaming in his heart, 'Don't fall asleep! Don't fall asleep! You'll die if you do!'

Philip was sitting at one side. When he saw the anesthetic taking effect, he chuckled coldly and looked at Marcus who was lying on the floor. He said, "You reckless fool."

Marcus took in a sharp breath. He almost passed out from fear.

"Stop playing dead. We should talk."

Philip clapped his hands and picked up a scalpel.

"W-What are you doing? I'm the second young master of the Quaid family! You'll only get endless vengeance from the Quaids if you do this!"

Marcus was frantic. That guy was not a weak fool. He had misjudged him completely!

"Don't be scared, Master Quaid. If I can stand in front of you, that means I have my own ways. The Quaids are just scum to me," Philip said in an icy tone. The scalpel in his hand was glinting eerily. Marcus shuddered in fear as he lay on the operating table.

He was struggling uncontrollably. The person in front of him was the devil!

"W-What do you want?"

Marcus was horrified when he heard Philip saying that. Did Philip have some powerful backers? Was that why he was not afraid of the Quaids' revenge?

However, there were no Clarkes in Capital City. There was indeed a small family, but they were unable to do anything too horrible.

Clarke Group of Capital City?

It was just a small company with a net worth of hundreds of billions. They were nothing to the Quaids.

"Master Quaid, you're the fish and I'm the butcher. You have to think carefully before agreeing to my conditions later, okay?"

Philip smirked slyly.

Looking at the scalpel in Philip's hand, Marcus' entire body felt cold. He had never been treated like this before. This was the biggest humiliation he had to suffer in his 20 plus years of being alive! "What do you want?"

Marcus was the son of one of the biggest families in Capital City after all. He had extreme patience and temperament. He was even pretending to be calm at this moment.

"Oh, not bad. What a noble young master from Capital City. Your temperament is worth praising."

Philip chortled shamelessly. "It's easy. I want the Quaids out of Riverdale. I don't want any traces of you people here."

"Impossible! In your dreams!" Marcus yelled emotionally.

Riverdale was a planned coastal city. It had an unprecedented opportunity for development. The Quaids had been plotting for so many years and they have had their eyes on Riverdale for so long. It would be a horrible loss for them to just get out of Riverdale like this.

"Master Quaid, I'm negotiating with you now. Do you think your attitude is appropriate?"

Philip pouted. There was a coldness in his eyes.

Marcus rejected and said, "Did Wynn ask you to do this? I didn't think that such a smart woman would exist in Riverdale. However, don't even think about it! You won't be able to imagine how powerful the Quaids are! You want us to get out of Riverdale? In your dreams!"

"So there are no more grounds for negotiation then."

Philip shrugged and sliced open Marcus' chest with the scalpel with no hesitation.

Blood!

Bright red blood started flowing out from under the scalpel.

Marcus' brain went blank instantly. Then, he started yelling, "Blood! Blood! This is murder! You will get the death penalty!"

He had lost all manners of a young master. Under the threat of death, anyone would expose their true nature.

Philip lifted his hand and said calmly, "Master Quaid, with this volume of blood coming out of you, you still have five minutes to consider."

Five minutes!

Marcus' brain started buzzing. He was confused. He had never been so close to death before. Back then, he was the one dictating whether someone should live or die. However, the roles were reversed today! Everything was reversed! Everything was not in the right order!

Marcus had never been threatened before, but now, he truly felt what it was like to be threatened.