Invincible Heir

From his view on the penthouse, Baron saw Tracy take a phone call and rush off with Yuri.

“What’s going on?”

He frowned. He had the distinct feeling that something was amiss. “The sisters both look panicked, and they’re in such a hurry. Something’s definitely up.”

With that, he turned and left the office.

Yuri kept her foot flat against the throttle all the way back. All that could be seen of her Maserati was a white bolt zigzagging across the road.

Fortunately, it wasn’t rush hour yet, and traffic was light.

It would originally have been a half-hour drive, but it took Yuri only twenty minutes to reach their home.

Even from a distance, the sisters could see the crowd swarming around their doorway, and their parents surrounded by security guards.

“You rat bastards, this is our home! You don’t get to throw us out!” Sherry howled, furious, arms windmilling about her body.

“What is it that you want, Phillip?” Tracy sprinted off the car and screamed at him, shaking with rage.

Phillip stared at the two women as they stepped out of the Maserati.

The rest of the Perry Clan hadn’t yet caught wind of the Lewis Clan’s visit and generous gifts. Phillip simply sneered, “Tracy, I knew you were a parasite, driving about with a million-dollar Maserati. No wonder Granddad’s invoking his authority to cast your worms out. It's about time.”

“Oh, shut up! This is a betrothal gift for Yuri from the Lewis family, and it’s got nothing to do with me,’ Tracy raged.

A tremor ran through Phillip’s heart. Only the Lewis Clan, foremost elite among the Cona families, could have afforded to give away a million-dollar luxury car. If that was true, then Yuri herself was slated to enter into that elite family, jumping several rungs at once.

But at the end of the day, in response to the threat Tracy posed to his own person, the only thing he could do was double down.

“Whether the car has anything to do with you doesn’t really matter anymore. Your three days are up, and this is our old clan mansion. Now that you’ve been exiled, we are of course returning this property to its rightful owner,” Phillip snickered.

Of all the direct descendants of the Perry bloodline dotting the area, not a single one of them stood up for Tracy. Instead, they stood by, jeered, and watched.

fragile

be banished, the head of the clan would

had it with you,

laid so low,

only sneered, “Know

her way blocked by a pair of security guards. What hope did

your hands off my

ended up the same way

their side and grinned a gloating grin. “See, Tracy, now that the Samho Group is mine – even if I destroyed it,

he trailed off into laughter, Tracy pushed a guard from her with a

“Ack...”

turned into screeches of pain. The more he struggled, the more her teeth ripped at his

into a blind rage, Phillip sent a

unable to get close with a pair of guards

testament to just how angry Tracy

could land, a flickering shadow

sudden slap, Phillip found his wrist caught in a

newcomer, shock registered on the

looked tearfully up at

expended enough of her wrath, Tracy raised her head to see a familiar face, looking down at her regretfully, one hand still

go of me this

Crack.

rang out from the joint, followed

“Ahh!”

shriek filled

into his torso, sending him flying eight meters away and

back in his head and he

him by the nerve cluster on his upper lip,

Phillip sucked in a deep breath

“Ahhh!”