Chapter 489


    “I thought you were looking for rke Group? Well then, I, your husband, am precisely your knight in


    shining armor. I’ll help you deal with any troubles and problems you’ll have.”


    Philip smiled, reaching out to brush the tip of Wynn’s delicate nose.


    Bursting into a puff ofughter, Wynn blinked as she spoke, “You’re no longer as transparent as you


    were to me, Philip. Since when did you learn to do this? It’s getting a little scary.”


    Philip rubbed the back of his head. “I picked it up from someone back then at home. That’s all, nothing


    much.”


    “Is that so?”


    Wynn asked as her eyes shone, looking at Philip.


    Philip smiled shyly in response.


    …


    At the same time, Mitch Potter and his gang of bodyguards arrived at the entrance of the


    Intercontinental Hotel. Drenched in blood, he was a flustering sight to see!


    Gravely injured was the master of the fraternity belonging to the top five underground forces of South


    River District.


    Even Theo Zander had to pay a degree of respect to these guys.


    Staring at the main doors of the Intercontinental Hotel as if its very existence offended him, Mitch


    roared, “Get me more manpower! I’m crashing this ce tonight! Especially that piece of crap! I’ll skin


    him myself!”


    “Understood, Sir Mitch!”


    Hearing Mitch’s words, the men around him shared a look and began to gather manpower.


    Right then, a multi-purpose vehicle drove up, stopping right before the hotel’s entrance. Alighting it was


    none other than Noah Anderson.


    “What happened, Sir Mitch? How did you get injured?”


    Noah was shocked! Sir Mitch’s entire arm was covered in blood, causing unease to ripple through his


    chest.


    “This dinner you set me up for, Noah. I’ve been had!”


    Mitch roared at Noah who had just rushed over.


    “What?”


    Noah sucked in a quick breath at the implications of Sir Mitch’s words. “Who was it? How could they


    hurt Sir Mitch? Does he want to die?”


    “Who else? It’s the Philip rke you sent me to deal with! F*cking *sshole! I’m going to rip him to


    shreds tonight!”


    Anger bubbled in Mitch’s chest, red clouding his vision like a mad dog.


    Following that, his men were already done gathering members of the fraternity!


    That was 30 to 40 men!


    This was Mitch Potter’s power as the master of a fraternity!


    These were also men he had brought over from the South River District!


    Mitch had not dared to bring too many, for this was still Riverdale and it would be unwise to be overly


    arrogant.


    Should they have been in the South River District, however, he would surely have brought along at


    least 100 men!


    Watching from the sidelines, Noah Anderson smiled sinisterly. ‘Oh Philip rke, you’ve dug your own


    grave!’


    Right as Mitch gathered the 30 to 40 men to stand at the hotel’s entrance, the silhouette of two people


    walked out the main doors.


    Exiting the main entrance, Wynn was met with 30 to 40 men all d in ck with tattoos that spanned


    over their backs. This was unnecessarily extreme!


    Following behind her, Philip enquired about the reason behind her momentary stupor, “What’s wrong?”


    Taking a look, he found himself staring at a group of what appeared to be 30 to 40 men. They were all


    equipped with weapons of their choice!


    At the door was a slightly embarrassed Mitch with his arm simply bandaged. His eyes, though, burned


    with animosity and anger where it locked on!


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    The men by his side seemed to share his sentiment, for they looked as if they wanted to swallow them


    whole!


    Behind the gang of people, Noah naturally saw both Philip rke and Wynn Johnston.


    His lips turned into a sneer. He quickly ran to the front and murmured in Mitch’s ear, “Do whatever you


    want with the man, Sir Mitch, but I do hope that you’ll spare the girl. I’ll pay you a million afterward, take


    it as some sort of hospital fees.”


    Without opening his mouth to answer, Mitch merely spared Noah a side re before huffing a cold


    snort of acknowledgment.


    After that, he pointed at his bloodied shoulder with an ominous look on his face. “I, Mitch Potter, have


    spent over ten years in this line of work, but I’ve never had such atrocity ur to me before! This is


    straight-up insolence toward my fraternity! You bear no respect for my fraternity! So what if this is


    Riverdale? Even Theo Zander, the bigshot here, has to pay me some degree of respect! Let alone you,


    you little sh*t! How dare you hit me? I’d feed Theo to the fish, let alone you, should he have done


    something like this! Or how would anyone ever respect the fraternity from today onward?”


    This was his act of rectification.


    He needed to rage war for justice.