Chapter 150

Philip woke up in a terrible condition.

As soon as he became conscious, he was hit with a terrible migraine.

"Ugh!" He grunted in pain as he tried to open his eyes. Bright lights penetrated into his eyes the moment he opened them. The ceiling he was looking at looked somewhat familiar.

"Where am I?" He muttered with difficulty as he pried open his eyes fully.

"You're in your quarters, young master." A man replied. It was Philip's butler.

Philip reached out his hand to cradle his head as he wanted to stand up from where he lay. But as soon as he touched his head, he winced in pain once more.

"Ouch!" It was then that he recalled the events that happened before he passed out. He remembered the image of Carla bending down and lifting a flowerpot and the next thing that came after that was that he felt a loud impact by the side of his head that faded with his consciousness.

His head throbbed with anger and unbridled malice. "Bring her here!" He roared with veins bulging on his head and on
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