The First Heir
Chapter 3
“It’s just money. Who said I didn’t manage to borrow any?” Philip glared viciously at Juan.
Juan was dumbstruck as his expression froze. When the surprise was still evident in his eyes, Philip tossed the plastic bag in his hand in front of him and Wynn. The bag fell with a loud thud and rolls of cash appeared before their eyes. The corner of Juan’s eye twitched slightly as his lips trembled. His hands had subconsciously balled into fists.
Wynn was surprised. She stared at the money Philip had tossed in front of them, confused, but then her expression immediately turned cold as anger surfaced in her eyes.
‘Where did Philip get all this money? If he had this, why didn’t he take it out earlier? I even had to keep another man company by chatting happily with him! Doesn’t he know how tiring it is?’
“Here’s a hundred thousand. I’m paying you back all at once, including the past loans! Don’t ever come here again,” said Philip coldly.
Juan did not take the money. To be frank, this hundred thousand did not amount to much in his eyes. He only thought of it as a charity to the poor.
“Well done, Philip. You manage to fund this much in such a short time. But I’m curious, who would lend you so much in such a short amount of time?” Juan asked ambiguously, feeling his ego being shaken. He had stayed there just to wait for Philip to come back so he could ridicule him. Besides, he wanted to show Wynn just how terrible the man she had chosen was!
But now, the words that Juan wanted to say were all stuck in his throat. This feeling of discomfort and a lump in his throat made him antsy.
“Does it have anything to do with you?” answered Philip indifferently.
Wynn could no longer stand it. She stood up and yelled at him, “That’s enough, Philip! Brother Juan has helped us out so many times now, so how can you say that?”
“Did I ask him for help? Don’t you have any idea who he’s doing all this for?” Philip retorted, his rage barely visible in his eyes.
Wynn was stunned. Of course, she knew why Juan cared for Mila so much. However, being exposed so directly by her husband hurt her pride. She accused, “What do you mean by this?”
Philip took a deep breath to calm his emotions. He had been arguing with Wynn a lot more recently.
“Aren’t you leaving?” He moved the conversation back to Juan.
Juan snickered. He then picked up the money and left without saying more.
Wynn shot a furious glare at Philip before chasing after Juan. “Brother Juan, let me see you out!”
It was finally quiet. Philip sat down beside Mila’s bed and watched his daughter sleeping soundly. He felt immense guilt.
“Mila, is it hard for you to be with Papa? But I’ll tell you what, from today onwards, you’ll be a little princess,” Philip stroked his daughter’s forehead gently with great affection in his eyes.
Just then, Wynn returned to the room. She asked coldly, “Where did you get the money from?”
Philip answered without ever looking up. “I borrowed it.”
“From who?”
“Howie.”
breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought that he borrowed it from a loan shark. “You’ve already borrowed from him too many times. You can’t keep troubling him. Make sure to return
to him as soon as I can.” Philip finally
that her good-for-nothing husband, who had collapsed after one setback, was now
the sickbed and said, “Philip, you managed to borrow money this time, but what about the next? Will you have to borrow money every time
had been vigorous and spirited back then. It was also the reason why she fell for him. But after he had failed in his
“I know
if it’s not for yourself, think of it as doing something for Mila. Come with me to my father’s birthday
only clenching his fists. Seeing him unwilling to say anything, Wynn grew more annoyed. She stomped her foot, took
let out a helpless sigh. Life without money and prestige sucked. Would
the nurse to look after Mila. Wynn was busy with work, so she was already back at her office. Philip got onto his scooter, refreshed his delivery list to start working again. He received a delivery task at Intercontinental Hotel.
number 8808, Philip knocked on the door, “Hello, your delivery is
spaghetti straps and black shorts.
your…” Philip handed her the delivery with a bright smile before stopping halfway.
“Philip?”
was staring at Philip with a surprised expression as suspicion and anger flashed
wait any longer! You have even brought bunny ears
Philip a glare, snatched the delivery from him, and slammed the door shut. Philip stood dumbfounded outside the door for a long time before he regained
She’s even in a room
and trotted over in her high heels before sitting
hundred and snorted. “Is this
two hundred to toss onto the table. “Five hundred! Is that enough? This is worth two days
Well, that escalated quickly!
to Howie! He has worked so hard
“Philip, why don’t you just mind your own
shame? It’s no wonder your wife wants to divorce you, trash!” Ruby then stood up and crossed her arms, staring proudly at Philip. “Don’t say a word about what happened today, or I’ll get someone to
arm in arm. Philip clenched his fists
rang. A glance at the caller ID showed that it was a call from
received more than ten complaint
with anger. In just half an hour, he had received more than ten complaint phone calls about Philip. It was driving him
trash trying to work at
stop scolding me because I f*cking quit! I just
“Say what? Philip Clarke…”
Philip hung up.
mere manager was scolding him to boot. Life had forced him to tolerate it all back then, but things were different now.
out his phone and called George. “George, I want to repurchase my
About The First Heir - Chapter 3
The First Heir is the best current series of the author Master Yu Who Smokes. With the below Chapter 3 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 3 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com