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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 836
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In his fear, Sirius threw a punch at Philip!

Unfortunately...

Philip simply grabbed his fist with his bare hands!

Crack!

Sirius watched as his fist was directly crushed!

“Argh! You son of a b*tch! I’m going to kill you!” Sirius cursed frantically, his entire face already turning

red.

“Ignorant fool!” Philip sneered, and after that, he directly grabbed Sirius by the collar before pushing

him out of the window!

Whoosh!

Sirius immediately peed in his pants!

The wind whistled in his ears and whipped his hair into a mess.

“Ah! Pull me in! Hendricks won’t let you get away with this!”

Sirius desperately howled in fright.

Panic!

Fear!

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Half of his body was lifted out of the window.

This was more than a dozen floors.

If he fell, he would be immediately reduced to minced meat.

“Let me ask you again, did you arrange for someone to do this? Think carefully before you answer. You

only have one life,” Philip said coldly.

“No… I didn’t!” Sirius was still adamant.

In the next second, Philip kicked one of his legs out the window.

Sirius struggled desperately, clutching Philip's arm tightly with both hands while kicking his legs.

“Ah! Me! It’s me! Pull me in quickly!”

Sirius was extremely scared as he looked at his feet.

“Very well, I won’t beat around the bush then. What are you going to do about it?” Philip asked.

“Pay up! I’ll compensate you! I’ll also ask my brother to cancel the ban and blockade on Beacon,” Sirius

understood and shouted desperately.

“According to my investigations, your company’s assets are worth at least 700 or 800 million, so how

about transferring everything to Beacon?” Philip continued.

“Impossible! You’re taking advantage of the situation!”

Sirius’ eyes widened.

If everything was transferred to Beacon, what was the point of staying alive?!

“It’s okay if you don’t agree. The next news headline will come out soon. ‘Sirius Worley of the Worley

brothers committed suicide by jumping out of the building due to a debt crisis’. I think this headline

should be good enough.”

Philip looked indifferent, just like an executioner.

Hearing this, Sirius' heart trembled. He immediately nodded in agreement.

Then, Sirius finally escaped death and stood on solid ground again.

That feeling was really good.

However, he had wet his pants and an acrid stench wafted.

Within ten minutes, all the procedures for a transfer of assets were completed.

The company under Sirius' name, Jumbo Pharmaceutical, was directly turned into a subsidiary of

Beacon Group.

As Sirius was the legal owner, the procedures went without a hitch.

After Sirius signed the documents, he slumped on the ground.

How did things turn out this way?

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At this time, the sound of footsteps came from outside!

Bang!

The door of the meeting room was pushed open and several figures rushed in.

Hendricks took the lead, obviously full of anger. When he entered the door, he glanced at Sirius coldly,

then at Philip.

“Hendricks, you’re finally here! They forced me to transfer my company to Beacon!” At this moment,

Sirius yelled desperately as if he had seen a lifeline.

Behind Hendricks were two female secretaries and a middle-aged man.

Hendricks glanced at Sirius, a trace of gloom flashing across his eyes. Then, he looked at Philip and

said, “Mr. Clarke, I’m afraid your actions are a little improper, no?”

Philip merely smiled faintly and said, “Are you Hendricks Worley?”

“Yes, I’m Hendricks Worley, the president of the medical association branch…” Hendricks said

arrogantly.

Bam!

Philip directly launched a kick with his leg, causing Hendricks to topple to the ground!

“Are you mad? Do you know what you’re doing?”

Hendricks flew into a rage and glared at Philip vehemently.

However, Philip just put his hands in his trouser pockets indifferently while glancing at Hendricks coldly.

He then said, “Go on. Make a call and tell President Smyth who’s behind you to speak to me.”