The First Heir

Philip Clarke lifted his gaze and was met with a familiar face. That person was wearing an expression of mocking sarcasm.

“Weslie Warren?”

Philip frowned. They had been classmates during their university days. In fact, they both fell for Wynn Johnston, making them more of rivals to be exact.

However, Wynn had chosen to be with the talented Philip Clarke in the end.

In regards to that, Wesley still held grudges.

He was not any less of a man than Philip was as far as he was concerned. Yet, why did Wynn choose Philip over him?

Not to mention, Philip did not have much going for him from what Wesley had heard. Philip’s plan to start his own business failed and he now resorted to earning his keep through delivering food. His daughter was diagnosed with Congenital Heart Defect, and his marriage with Wynn was no longer the way it used to be.

The worse the turn Philip Clarke’s life had taken, the more hatred Wesley felt in his heart.

It was only normal for men to hold grudges when the love of their university life was taken away.

‘Absolute piece of trash! How dare he make the woman I love suffer!’

“Holy sh*t! It f*cking is you, my old classmate!”

Wesley laughed heartily as he walked over. Patting Philip on the shoulder, he said, “It has been four years since we last met! I hear you’ve changed jobs and started delivering food now? So, how much do you earn a month? Not too bad a salary, I presume.”

Wesley’s tone oozed with arrogant mocking.

Philip furrowed his eyebrows and smiled. “It’s not too bad.”

Knowing that Philip was trying his best not to look weak, he fetched out a shiny golden card and gave it to Philip as one would give

golden business

would find it hard to

or four years since graduation, and he had already found himself in the position of Arc de Triumph’s

was one of

Arc de

implied Wesley’s ability in the

Philip’s lips twitched into a

like you’ll come here all the time. I’d say once a year at most, no? We’re old classmates, it’s only right if I get you a discount. Not

on his daughter’s sickness and

I heard people say you’re getting a divorce with Wynn? Is it true? Everyone envied your relationship back then. It has only been three years though, why the

wedding, wasn’t it? Good job, man. You got on the train before you even paid for

words dripping with a thick coat

calmly, “I don’t think there’s much of my divorce

this, my dude. But what good is there from delivering food? You were our idol back in university with your high spirits

Philip squinted.

they were reminiscing about

his arrogant and provocative expression, he held not even

right now, hard work is hard work, right? I’m sure you’ll get to deliver parcels soon. By

party next month. You’ve got to come, dude, and remember to bring Wynn too since you haven’t joined the last two years. Unless you’re afraid that the rest of

smiled. “What are you trying to

we see something pitiful, we can’t help

else could he be