The First Heir

At the front desk, Rose was waving the card as she swept an arrogant glance at Philip before saying, “Help me check if this card can reserve us a private room.”

Everyone was holding their breaths, waiting to watch Philip make a fool of himself.

The girl at the front desk received the card, swiped it, and all of a sudden, her expression looked nervous. She asked, “Miss, is this your card?”

When Rose saw this, she shook her head. Extending her hand with red painted nails, she pointed to Philip, who was being surrounded and laughed tauntingly. “It’s not mine. It’s his.” Haha! What a joke! Philip is going to make a fool of himself, and Wynn would lose all face along with him! This is too great. There’s actually a man who would publicly ridicule himself.

Rose was dying of happiness. She glanced happily over at Wynn who was looking sullen and mocked, “Deputy Manager Johnston, your husband sure is an excellent man.”

Wynn was extremely embarrassed. She shot a vicious glare at Philip, ready to reprimand him when the girl at the front desk suddenly ran out. She then stood respectfully in front of Philip and said very politely, “Sir, you are our restaurant’s platinum member. There is a special room specially reserved for you. Please follow me.”

The mocking snickers around them immediately stopped!

That all happened too suddenly!

Everyone could not regain their sense.

What was happening? A special room…?

Rose was the first to speak, agitated as she pointed at Philip and nagged, “Hey, hey, hey, are you mistaken? He’s your restaurant’s platinum member?”

“Take a closer look. He’s a delivery man. A kept man even! How could he be a platinum member?”

Gavin, too, was dumbstruck. He had prepared a lot of sarcasm, ready to unleash! But this sudden revelation of Philip being a platinum member caught him off guard that he felt a lump stuck in his throat.

Wynn was looking at the female staff, confused, and then turned to look at Philip. Was her husband a platinum member at Virtuous Court? She just heard from Gavin that a regular membership required one million in annual spending. Did that not mean that a platinum membership would cost at least a few million?

The female staff smiled politely and said, “I’m not mistaken. This is a platinum card, and our restaurant has issued only eight pieces where each cardholder has a private room specially reserved for them.”

“Woah!” The crowd gasped. One private room for each cardholder! This was a service fit for a king! Was this… still Wynn’s wretched husband?

“Sir, this is your card. Please follow me,” said the staff respectfully.

Philip took the card then looked at the crowd who was staring wide-eyed and gritting their teeth at him. He explained, “It’s not mine, it belongs to my company’s boss. I’m just here to make a reservation.”

was just a case

shot Philip a furious glare then taunted, “And here

room has been reserved, it was a waste not to

Wynn faintly, “Take them to dinner. I’ll go back first.” Then, without waiting for Wynn to persuade him to stay, Philip had

not resist her colleagues’ urges,

enjoy this dinner very much because it was only made possible

Court. He received a short message from

at it and smiled,

He was actually the heir to the world’s largest consortium, but because he was unwilling to inherit the family business, he had come to Riverdale City to experience

about

Philip headed for

made a right turn, a motorcycle

instant, Philip felt a strong breeze beside him as the motorcycle swerved right. Following a

away and rushed over to see if the occupants of the bike

from the grass. The woman’s black skirt had been torn by the tree branches and she looked frightened. The man had his hands on

quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there. Are you guys alright? Do you want to

started scolding Philip. “This is a Harley-Davidson Sportster

you three hundred thousand. The hundred thousand

shove. “You think you have a lot of money? Three hundred thousand? Can

the ones running a red light. I’m already kind enough to not argue with you on that, don’t push

wrong for turning right. The rider was just trying to run a red light. If they were

you see

behind him finally regained her senses. She took off her helmet, looked at Philip,

at the source of the voice

immediately became

off

Jacob Wells, the son of a

Philip looked at Lynn, feeling a little hesitant, Jacob pointed at Philip’s nose and

nodded, glaring at Philip. “My cousin brother-in-law,

all pretentious in front of me? Are you tired of living?” Jacob scolded before taunting Philip,

thousand? Hah! Where