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.”

just a case of jobbery, taking his boss’s card to put on a front. F*ck!

shot Philip a furious glare then taunted, “And here I was wondering why, so it

has

first.” Then, without waiting for Wynn to persuade him to stay, Philip

Wynn felt terrible, she could not resist her colleagues’

did not enjoy this dinner very much because it was only made possible

moments after Philip had left Virtuous Court. He received a short message from Wynn:

it and

because he was unwilling to inherit

he tell Wynn about this? Maybe after a little

Philip

way there, as Philip made a right turn, a motorcycle came

instant, Philip felt a strong breeze beside him as the motorcycle swerved right. Following a crashing sound, the riders and the bike fell into the

bicycle away and rushed over to see if the occupants of

the tree branches and she looked

alright? Do you want

a Harley-Davidson Sportster Iron 883

“I’ll compensate you three hundred thousand. The hundred thousand

a sarcastic laugh before giving Philip a furious shove. “You think you have a lot of

ones running a red light. I’m already kind enough to not argue with you

to run

a red light? Which eye did you see it with?” The biker let out a sudden outburst and

senses. She took off her helmet, looked at Philip, and screeched, “Why

at the source of the voice

atmosphere immediately became

him off so easily!” Lynn

the son of a wealthy

feeling a little hesitant, Jacob pointed at Philip’s

at Philip. “My cousin brother-in-law, but we’re not close.

Are you tired of living?” Jacob scolded before taunting Philip, saying, “Alright then, didn’t you say

Three hundred thousand? Hah! Where would useless