The First Heir
Chapter 2016

Chapter 2016

Bang!

Like a tonne of bricks, Philip stomped heavily on Gerry’s back.

Crack!

Gerry’s backbone seemed to have shattered.

“Argh, it hurts!”

Gerry was lying on the ground, and his limbs flailed wildly. His face was pale, while his eyes were round and bloodshot. He was being stepped on the spine and the piercing pain made him almost faint on the spot.

“Ah, get off! I’m about to be trampled to death!”

Gerry roared with a flushed face. He felt as if he was about to lose his breath. The force on his back brought his chest into close contact with the floor tiles and that pressure made him breathless.

Philip looked down at Gerry on the ground and said grimly, “Now, I want you to apologize to my wife.”

“Don’t think about it! I’m from the law enforcement hall and I’m working on their orders! Your wife is nothing but a lowly woman with no background in the outside world. In the Clarke family, she’s supposed to be lynched! Moreover, she gave birth to the child of a Clarke. She’s an impure woman with no background, and the child born to her is a bastard who deserves to be drowned!” Gerry gritted his teeth and was about to bite his tongue.

Hearing this, Philip’s face turned as dark as a bottomless ocean. With a voice like the Grim Reaper, he said, “You gave the wrong answer!”

With that said, Philip stomped his foot down fiercely.

Crack!

His entire spine seemed to be broken. Gerry screamed before his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Immediately after, the guards waiting at the door rushed in and cleaned the scene.

Philip just stood at the door with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the thick dark clouds in the sky.

With a sneer, he said, “Law enforcement hall, this is my warning to you. If you dare to come here again, I’ll demolish your hall with my bare hands!”

After that, Philip said to the guard at the door, “Arrange two people to send him back to the law enforcement hall.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Two guards carried the unconscious Gerry and quickly ran toward the law enforcement hall.

***

Back to the law enforcement hall of the branch family.

The building of the law enforcement hall was quite magnificent. It was medieval-style with candles burning. From time to time, clanging from a grandfather clock could be heard. The law enforcement hall had eight entrances and eight exits. Each brick and tile was at least hundreds of years old, giving off an aged and ancient feel.

In the solemn main hall, eight red pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes supported the entire hall. The pillars were also engraved with the Clarke family rules.

The hall was draped in numerous yellow cloth, and in the center, three golden statues were enshrined. These were the three ancestors of the Clarke family and the founders of the law enforcement hall.

Five people were sitting in the hall at this moment.

They were five of the ten elders of the law enforcement hall. The atmosphere in the hall was very tense and cold.

It seemed as though an explosion could occur at any time. The faces of the five elders were covered with frost and gloom.

At this time, a servant hurried in from the front door. He ran through four doors before reaching the main hall. Then, he knelt on the ground and bowed to the three statues before he got up and said to the five elders, “Five Elders, it’s not good, something has happened!”

Seeing him in such a panic, the elders asked coldly, “Why are you in such a panic? This is the law enforcement hall. Your behavior is unacceptable.”

The servant knelt on the ground and gulped nervously before saying, “T-Third Elder, Young Master Gerry, he He’s not going to make it! ”

“What?”

When the old man sitting on the chair heard this, he stood up abruptly, his face full of panic. His eyes widened.

“What did you say? Gerry isn’t going to make it? What the hell is going on?” the old man asked anxiously.

He was the third elder of the law enforcement hall and also Gerry’s great-grandfather, Desmond Clarke. He was the third old master of the branch family. His seniority was as high as Sinclair’s.

He was one of the few from the first four generations of the branch family who were still alive.

Desmond was a very protective person and extremely doted on Gerry. He could not wait to hold Gerry in his arms every day. This was his youngest great-grandson and he was very fond of him. Moreover, Gerry had always been a sweet-talker, well-behaved, and very good at pleasing Desmond. Desmond had high expectations of him and even wanted to make Gerry the future successor of his lineage.

At this moment, when he heard that Gerry was not going to make it, Desmond was flustered and anxious.

The kneeling servant bowed in fear and said, “T-Third Elder, Youn