The First Heir
Chapter 588

Chapter 588

No one knew who gained the most at this party tonight. In addition to that, no one dared to stay anymore.

The second young master of the Quaid was confident that Beacon would suffer the most horrendous revenge by the Quaids.

Philip lifted his glass while standing next to Wynn. He savored his wine heartlessly. Then, he asked, “Darling, are you scared of the Quaids’ revenge?”

Wynn frowned and said, “Then why did you attack him?”

“I just don’t like him. Plus, he was looking at you inappropriately.”

Philip mumbled.

Wynn rolled her eyes at him and said, “I’ll just accept whatever revenge the Quaids want to throw at me. At the end of the day, you’re my husband. Or I can just shut down the company and quit if I can’t handle it.”

Wynn was feeling helpless, but she knew Philip only did this because he loved her.

Philip shrugged and laughed. “Alright, we can go and sell breakfast by the roadside.”

“In your dreams,” Wynn replied coldly.

Philip pondered for a while and smiled. He said, “You don’t have to worry. I’ll handle this.”

“Can’t wait.”

After Wynn said that, she went into the restroom while holding her gown.

Philip watched Wynn’s alluring back. There was a gentle smile on his face. He said internally, ‘Don’t worry, darling. I’ll get rid of all of your obstacles.’

After he said that, he placed his glass down and left the hall before blending into the night…

Riverdale Public Hospital. Three blaring ambulances appeared at the same time. The entrance of the hospital was chaotic.

“Hurry! Tell the dean that the second young master of the Quaids is badly injured!”

The director with a receding hairline ran all the way from his department to the entrance.

How could he not be worried? The Quaids were the ones who funded this hospital. Now that Master Quaid had been attacked in Riverdale, they had to tend to him immediately. If they were one second late, they could just shut down their entire hospital.

A group of people ran quickly toward the entrance. Then, they saw Marcus being put onto the stretcher and was rushed into the operating room.

Behind him was the young master from the Michaels family in Golden City.

Oh gosh, what the hell happened?

The director’s face was white. He was trembling furiously.

Marcus’ face was pale and he was grinding his teeth together. He said to his subordinate who was accompanying him, “Tell the family to send a few people over. I want that guy to pay for what he did! Also, don’t tell my brother and the uncles about this. If anyone dares to breathe a word of this to them, throw them into the sea!”

“Yes, Young Master!”

After watching his young master get pushed into the operating room, the subordinate turned around and ran out of the hospital. He left two other men there to keep watch of the door of the operating room.

Inside the operating room, Marcus was lying on the operating table. The pain in his chest caused him to sweat profusely. The white light shone down on his face. This was the first time he felt the greatness of the light. At the same time, it also lit the anger and hatred in his heart.

He swore that after he got out of here, he would flip Riverdale upside down. He would definitely get rid of Beacon. He would make that woman beg for his mercy while kneeling in front of him!

The most important thing was that he had to kill Philip with his own hands!

At this moment, the door of the operating room was pushed open slowly. A man in a face mask and blue operating suit walked in.

Marcus felt relieved and was about to close his eyes. However, his instinct made him shudder furiously out of nowhere.

“Who are you?”

Marcus asked after lifting his head.

“Master Quaid, I’m your surgeon today. Don’t worry, I’m going to give you your anesthetic right now.”

His voice was nasally, and his mocking tone sounded in the operating room. Marcus was so scared that he could feel his soul leaving his body.

What was going on? What surgeon? Should it not be the dean operating on him?

“W-Who are you?”

Marcus felt that something was amiss. He lifted his head and saw the doctor removing his face mask slowly. When he saw his face, he took in a deep breath and the fire in his chest burnt even more intensely.

“You! Why are you here? Doctor! Doctor!”

Marcus was terrified. He kept yelling, but no one could hear him.

He never expected to see Philip over here.