The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1819

Philip turned his head and looked at Winston from above. His face was contorted in pain. Philip said, “You really don’t know what’s good for you. Even at this point, you’re still thinking of using power to suppress others. Do you reckon I’d think of leaving after doing all this?”

After saying that, Philip went over and stomped fiercely on Winston’s arm!

Crack!

The sound of bones shattering resounded throughout the entire conference hall!

Winston’s whole body jerked in pain and he fell to the floor while howling miserably.

The employees around as well as the group of bodyguards trembled with fear and trepidation.

This was the fifth master of the previous generation of the Dunley family. He had a high status in the Dunley family!

At this moment, he was actually being treated like this by a young man. It was like messing with a hornet’s nest!

“Philip, you’re dead! Damn you!” Winston roared angrily due to the pain in his body. “My Dunley family will definitely not let you go!”

The gut wrenching pain made Winston extremely brash at this moment!

His legs had already been ruined, and now his right arm had been crushed. This was a humiliation to the Dunley family. Philip was challenging their authority!

“You can’t be certain of that.”

Philip said calmly. He dragged Winston to the lounge seat on the side before tossing him on the floor while he sat on the seat. He waved to Maia who was full of shock and said with a smile, “Come here. Now, we wait.”

Maia’s scalp was tingling. She did not expect the young master to be so domineering!

He was simply too manly!

With careful steps, she walked past the numerous fallen bodyguards on the floor, broke through the encirclement, and stood next to Philip silently.

At this moment, Philip’s kingly aura was overwhelming. At the sight of this, everyone was dumbfounded and dared not step forward!

Even the fifth master of the previous generation of the Dunley family had been taken out. He was sprawled on the floor next to Philip.

Winston’s hair was disheveled, and he was drenched in a cold sweat. He was wailing his lungs out.