The First Heir

Philip frowned deeply, frost in his eyes.

Aiden patted Philip’s shoulder proudly and said, “I bet you’ll never guess this. It’s already this late in the night, and yet Wynn suddenly invited me to meet here!”

Hahaha!

That felt amazing!

Aiden was ecstatic to see just how ugly Philip’s complexion would turn!

Any man would fly off the handle to hear that his wife was meeting another man this late at night.

However, Philip just smiled calmly and said, “Oh, and your point is?”

He was cool and collected, as though it did not concern him at all.

Aiden felt like he was getting an aneurysm.

How could Philip stand something like that?

“What the f*ck, Clarke! Your wife is secretly meeting me, so why aren’t you mad at all? Don’t you think we might do something a little more after dinner? Aren’t you worried?”

Aiden’s words were like arrows shot to the heart.

Any normal man would be raring for a fight after that.

However, Philip was different.

He trusted Wynn, wholly and unconditionally.

he would not entertain those possibilities no matter what

he necessarily liked what he was hearing, of

not show his displeasure. Instead,

even Philip lost faith in Wynn, his wife, then

all, Wynn already

jest

Goddamnit!

to insult Philip, but the latter was completely unaffected. He did

had to be

Philip must be pretending!

low that you can’t even keep an eye on your wife, so

continued, “I’ll be honest with you, then. Wynn wants to meet me to ask me for money. She wants an entire million! Don’t you think I should ask her

meant by “something”. It was repulsive

clenched his hands into fists, his eyes

Bam!

all happened

into Aiden’s face, and

I’ll make you regret it

“F*ck!”

His face was twitching as he jabbed a finger at Philip, roaring, “How dare you hit me, Clarke! Motherf*cker,

call. His voice was muffled as he held his nose. “Dan, f*cking get your *ss to Virtuous Court! There’s

hung up and looked at Philip with fire in his eyes. He was definitely

wimp

a

messing with

Philip watched

had a plan