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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 669
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Chapter 669

At the press conference, the bald guy held a baseball bat in his hand as he sneered and walked toward Wynn. “Haha, it seems

that you won’t admit it without a good beating.” As the words fell, he aimed a kick directly at Wynn’s stomach! With this kick,

Wynn would most definitely suffer a miscarriage! Martha screamed hysterically from the side, “You beast! Stop it!” Wynn vaguely

saw the other party’s big feet kicking toward her. Her maternal instincts exploded as she tried her best to protect her belly. ‘Philip,

are you still not here? ‘Our baby’s in danger.’ A string of glittering tears dripped from the corner of Wynn's eyes. Suddenly! An

anxious figure rushed in at the door, roaring with terrible anger, “Stop it! Are you asking for death?!” At that moment, Philip

rushed into the hall and saw Wynn on her knees after being beaten miserably. At the sight of the despair in her eyes and the

blood on her lower body, Philip completely lost his rationale!

Wynn, baby! Philip was enraged! His soaring anger engulfed the entire conference room! Bang! The bald guy did not know what

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was happening when he was kicked from behind. He was sent flying and landed face-first.

He could not get up for a long time! Philip rushed in and hugged Wynn.

With tears in his eyes, he said, “Wynnie, I’m sorry I’m late.” At the last moment, Philip had finally

appeared. Wynn had no more strength as she whispered weakly, “Phil, our baby…” Philip looked down

and the blood between Wynn's legs thoroughly stimulated him! Wrath! At that moment!

The whole press conference room was like purgatory, buried under the murderous intent and furor that

exploded from Philip! Everyone looked at the man who had rushed in suddenly, their eyes widening in

astonishment.

At the same time, they felt the mountainous pressure and rage from Philip!

They were doomed! This was what they felt at this moment, a true pervasive threat of death. Blake,

Houston, and others stood in the corner. They were taken aback when they saw Philip rushing in.

However, they calmed down very quickly. He was just a useless wretch. What could he do? “Dad, since

this bum is here, let me deal with him!” It was not just a day or two that Houston had hated Philip. Since

there was such a good opportunity before him now, how could he miss it? With that said, he swaggered

toward Philip who was still holding Wynn in his arms and arrogantly mocked. “Oh, isn’t this the useless

Philip? Why are you only here now? Tsk tsk, look at this.

Your wife is about to be beaten to death.” Houston felt very gratified when he spoke these words. He

rejoiced! Philip raised his eyebrows, glaring at Houston with eyes that could spit fire. His low voice

sounded like an attacking beast as he said, “You planned this?” He must die! Houston deserved to die!

The entire Michaels family needed to die! The person giving instructions behind the scenes had to die!

“That’s right. It was me!”

Since things had already gone this far, Houston also generously admitted it.

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Anyway, the deed was done. Now, everyone on the internet was criticizing Beacon, so Houston was not flustered at all. “Why?

Does a useless wretch like you want to seek justice for your wife?” Houston laughed blatantly, his eyes full of irony. A kept man

without his wife was just a scumbag to be trampled upon. However. Bam! Before Houston knew what was going on, his stomach

was kicked forcefully. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he flew through the air and fell heavily on the wine rack at the back of

the hall.

Red wine spilled all over the ground. Houston clutched his stomach pathetically, got up from the ground with great difficulty,

pointed at Philip who was holding Wynn grimly, and shouted, “Men, attack him! Break his limbs!” Following Houston’s roar, the

punks rushed up with their weapons.

However. Suddenly! A group of people rushed in through the door, all in black suits. There were more than 50 men! All of them

rushed in at once and surrounded the entire press conference room! Many people were shocked at the sight. Even the

experienced entrepreneurs who had gone through turbulent times, including Blake Michaels, felt tremors in their hearts. What

was going on?