The First Heir

After they left the clinic, Wynn brought Philip to a cafe nearby and ordered two cups of coffee.

“Philip, now that I’ve lost my job, what should we do?” She said worriedly.

Earlier, she had resigned from her job on an impulse. She was beginning to regret it.

Beacon paid her rather well, and they needed money urgently.

Philip shrugged. “Don’t worry, I’m still here. I’ll make sure that you and our daughter won’t starve,” he said calmly.

“Should I go talk to Chairman Hall?” Wynn asked him, blinking.

That was one of the very few times she asked for Philip’s opinion.

She had this impression that Philip had changed. Somehow, he became more dependable and made her feel safe.

“I think that your Chairman Hall will give you a call soon. He’ll be begging you to go back to work,” Philip said calmly.

Wynn was surprised, then rolled her eyes at Philip. “That’s just your imagination. Didn’t you see just now that I told him I quit in front of his face?

“Whatever. I’m not going to dwell on it for too long. I’ll just go find another job.”

Philip was silent for a while. “Tell me, Wynn, do you like working in that company?”

“I like it. My colleagues are nice to me,” Wynn said.

She continued talking about her experiences in the company.

Philip listened to her attentively. He then excused himself to go to the washroom and made a call there. Soon, Henry Turner’s voice was heard over the phone. “What can I do for you today, Mr. Clarke?”

“You can proceed with discussing the collaboration between Turner’s Hospital and Beacon. Remember, you only want to negotiate the terms with Wynn Johnston,” Philip said calmly.

Mr. Clarke. I’ll arrange for that,”

ended the call, he wanted to get one of his subordinates to carry out the order, but after thinking about it, he

currently seething in his

an affair, and the manager of his marketing department had

the hell is going

time, his

phone and said angrily, ‘Who the hell are you? I told you before, no salesmen! I’m not interested

a salesman.” A voice

Henry Turner?

sat up in alert. He stood up from his chair and said apologetically, “Prof…

few days, the collaboration between Beacon Pharmaceutical and Turner’s

Turner, the luminary of the medical world, had

was you. I’ve been pestered by salesmen

bush. “After doing my research on the various

‘Collaborate with Beacon?’

nearly jumped

expect that his dream collaboration would fall on

this finally a fortunate

you really going to collaborate

course, but there’s a condition

you may have. It is my honor to be able to collaborate with Turner’s Hospital.” Derrick

from your company, and I can only sign the contract with

today if possible. Otherwise, we might go and look for

‘Wynn Johnston?’

he instantly agreed to it. “Alright, alright, Professor Turner.

the call ended,

only want to sign the

he knew

‘Oh no!