Chief Heir Officer novel Chapter 969

Philip stood at the entrance of Phoenix Pavilion, his body full of chills!

On the other end of the line, it was Theo’s voice. “Mr. Clarke, don’t worry. I’ve sent someone to look for them.”

How could Philip stay calm? He said, “I’ll return immediately!”

Having said that, he disconnected the call and started running before he could say anything to Don who was behind him.

“Philip, what’s wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?”

Melody followed Philip and almost fell behind as she asked anxiously.

“Anna and Mila are missing.”

Philip replied, his face full of nervousness. He was worried that something bad might happen to them.

After all, the current Phoenicia was full of all walks of people, and no one could predict what would happen.

However!

Something had happened after all!

Before Philip and Melody had taken a few steps, a group of punks carrying baseball bats rushed out in front of them. They were staring at Philip fiercely!

At first glance, this group of people were not ordinary gangsters. Their gazes and movements were all well-coordinated!

Philip stepped forward and pulled Melody behind him. His face was calm as killing intent flowed all over him. He said, “Did Wallace Phoenix send you here?”

The leading man in a green shirt sneered as he shouted without further explanation, “Attack!”

They got the order to get someone tonight, dead or alive!

Hence, there was no need for words!

Philip's face darkened as his eyes scanned around, quickly analyzing the current situation. With Melody, it would be difficult to escape from the hands of these dozen people.

The fight broke out!

Philip desperately protected Melody behind him. With a left uppercut and a right kick, he blocked the two men who rushed at him.

However, the dozen or so people who were eagerly rushing in from the back were not so easy to deal with.

Back at Phoenix Pavilion in the office on the third floor.

Wallace slammed a furious fist on the table and said angrily, “This bunch of f*cking trash! They can’t even handle such a small matter!”

In the office, the other three Phoenix brothers were all present. They were sitting on the sofa with gloomy expressions.

“Wallace, what should we do now? Don is protecting that Young Master Clarke. We can’t touch him.”

The third brother, Harvey Phoenix, said worriedly.

“That’s right, Wallace. Now that things are messed up, how should we explain it to Miss Clarke?”

The fourth brother, Gerald Phoenix, also looked regretful.

Only Jerome frowned and said nothing.

Wallace had already made a decision—Philip needed to die!