The First Heir
Chapter 590

Chapter 590

“You can’t do this! I’ll die!”

Marcus yelled, “Hurry, call the doctor! If I die, you won’t be able to live as well!”

He did not want to die. He was still young. Plus, he was the second young master of the Quaids andthe number one candidate to inherit the entire Quaid family!

Marcus could not die with no valid reasons in a small place like Riverdale!

Pain!

There was excruciating pain in his stomach!

Why did the anesthesia stop working? Why?

Philip chuckled coldly. He held the bloody scalpel in his hand and traced it from Marcus’ stomach to hisheart. He said, “Master Quaid, do you still not understand the situation you’re in?”

Philip lifted his head to look at the clock on the wall. He laughed slowly and said, “30 seconds havepassed. You have four and a half minutes now. Oh, four minutes and 20 seconds. What are you doingto do? Why is the second young master of the Quaids hesitating? This is your life. You have to thinkcarefully.”

When he heard this, Marcus was so scared that he felt like he was on the brink of death. However, hewas still holding on. He glared at Philip and said, “In your dreams! The Quaids will not retreat fromRiverdale! If I die, you won’t have a good life as well! You, your wh*re of a wife, and Beacon will all beburied along with me!”

Philip smacked his lips and shook his head. He said coldly, “Tsk tsk, you’re so ungrateful to my favors.”

After he said that, Philip stabbed the scalpel into Marcus’ arm. The sound of the scalpel hitting the bonecould be heard clearly!

“Ah!”

Marcus screamed and started gasping furiously. He looked at the scalpel that was firmly planted in hisarm. It was also grinding against his bone. His blood started flowing down from the operating table tothe floor like running water. It was dripping loudly.

“You madman! You absolute madman!” Marcus screamed.

“One who is not frivolous has no youth,” Philip replied flatly, “Two more minutes.”

His tone was icy. Marcus trembled when he heard that. He could feel the coldness emitting fromPhilip’s body. Plus, when he looked into Philip’s eyes, he could clearly see that Philip was not afraid ofkilling him.

Yes, in Philip’s eyes, Marcus was just a maggot.

“Alright! I promise you, the Quaids will retreat from Riverdale!”

Marcus was terrified. He agreed while grinding his teeth.

Philip had a satisfied smile on his face. He threw the scalpel and wiped his hands. He said, “Sigh, youwould’ve been fine if you had agreed to this sooner. See, you wasted so much blood.”

After he said that, Philip took a black pill from out of nowhere. “Here, eat this and everything will cometo an end.”

Since Marcus was losing a lot of blood, he was feeling light-headed. However, he knew Philip wouldnot be so kind. He shook his head and said, “What’s that? I’m not eating that.”

Philip grabbed Marcus’ mouth and slapped him on the chest. Then, Marcus groaned in pain. When heopened his mouth, Philip dropped the black pill into it.

“Blegh!”

Marcus wanted to vomit, but he could not. He could only glare at Philip and ask, “What did you feedme?”

“A pill with five different kinds of poison inside.”

Philip said with a fake smile, “If you go back on your promise, you’ll die from ulceration on your majororgans.”

Marcus was shocked. He did not believe him. Were there such things in this world?

‘Do you think you’re in a martial arts novel?’

Philip shrugged and said, “Have you forgotten what Beacon specializes in?”

That was not Beacon’s pill. It was just a Chinese medicine Philip bought when he was on the way here.

It was just a cheap trick to fool a young master like Marcus.

Beacon!

Marcus was frantic. He watched Philip leave the operating room and yelled, “Get me the doctor!”

After he got out of the hospital, Philip changed back into his clothes. He looked at Rick who was waitingfor him at the door and they got ready to leave.

However, he ran into a familiar figure at the entrance of the hospital.

Nina!

Why was she here?

Plus, there was a woman next to Nina. She was very beautiful. A lot of men would fall under her spellthe moment they looked at her.

That woman sashayed over. She was wearing a red dress. Her every frown and smile would be able tomesmerize all living things. When she approached Philip, she parted her red lips and said airily, “Hello,Mr. Clarke. My name is Margot Pearson. We finally meet.”