PHILIP SCOTT: THE LOST HEIR

CHAPTER 166

As the dust settled inside the abandoned factory, the aftermath of the battle left a tense quiet in its wake. Phillip stood still for a moment, scanning the room to ensure all threats were neutralized. His eyes darted to his team, who were regrouping and assessing injuries. Clara was safe, but the war with Andrew Lane was far from over.

Jessica knelt beside Clara, gently wiping the blood from her forehead. "We’ve got you," she said softly. "You’re safe now."

Clara gave a small, shaky nod, her voice still strained from the ordeal. "He won’t stop, Jessica. Andrew will come after all of you. He said he’d burn everything to the ground."

Phillip’s jaw tightened at Clara’s words. He could feel the fury simmering in his chest, but he forced himself to remain calm. They couldn’t afford to lose focus now; they were closer to bringing Andrew down than they’d ever been. He turned to Greene, who was helping secure the area with the rest of the team.

"Greene," Phillip called out, his voice steady.