The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 246

“Philip, what have you done?!” Martha shrieked.

By now, Philip had already eliminated another four bodyguards.

Wynn stared at Philip in a daze, realizing once again that he had terrifying fighting skills!

The men outside wanted to rush in. However, when they saw Philip standing next to Bob, choking the latter’s neck, they dared not risk it.

Bob’s face was bloody, and his breathing was rapid. His hands were trembling as he gave Philip a vicious side-glare and said, “You… you dare lay hands on me! I’ll… I’ll kill you!”

Up until now, Bob was still unaware of his situation.

Martha was huddled in a corner. She could only watch helplessly as Philip choked her father’s neck.

She yelled agitatedly, “Philip, let go at once! If anything happens to my father, I won’t let you off!”

How dare the good-for-nothing do this?

Nevertheless, Philip only threw a glance at Martha and said, “Martha Yates, he’s your father, not mine. He dared to hit Wynn, he has to pay the price!”

With one sentence, Philip made everyone feel as though they had plunged into an icy abyss.

Martha never thought that Philip, who had always been useless, would portray such an imposing demeanor.

It was the head of the Yates family.

Wynn took some time to come back to her senses. She quickly said, “Philip, let him go. He’s my grandfather!”

That was right; he was her grandfather after all.

Wynn could not bear to watch Philip choke him like that.

Philip raised his eyebrows, looked at Wynn, and asked her in all seriousness, “Wynnie, he ordered his men to beat you up indiscriminately and even threatened you and Mila. Are you sure you want me to let him go?”

Wynn was now in a dilemma. After a long while, she finally said, “He’s my grandfather after all. Even if he has done something terribly wrong, I must forgive him.”

Philip fell silent, and without another word, he slowly loosened his chokehold.

Bob’s entire face was flushed red. When Philip let go of him, he opened his mouth and drew big gulps of air.

At that moment, Bob truly felt the threat of death.

For many years, he had not suffered the taste of defeat.

However, that day, he had almost died in the hands of Philip, the wastrel.

“Wynn, take Mom and Dad out. I want to have a good chat with Old Master Yates.”

Philip said solemnly; his eyes had traces of deterrence within them.

“Okay.” Wynn did not know what to do, but she could only trust Philip for now.