The First Heir

At this time, Juan was in the private room. He held the phone in his hand with a cold expression on his face and said, “Make sure nothing goes wrong. Otherwise, you won’t get a single cent!”

Juan had prepared for this very night for a long time.

He would not allow anything to go wrong.

He had to take Wynn away and get rid of Philip tonight!

“Mr. Parker, don’t worry. With me, Al Hopper, everything will go smoothly.”

Lewd laughter was soon heard from the phone.

Juan frowned and said coldly, “Just do your part and don’t bother about anything else.”

He did not like Al’s tone.

The guy was famous for being a pervert, but Juan had to use him because of how reliable he was.

At this moment, the door to the private room was pushed open. Soon after, Philip and Wynn entered.

Juan quickly hung up the phone, stood up, and greeted them cheerfully, “Wynn, you’re here.”

When Juan saw Philip, the smile on his face froze. He said icily to Philip, “Philip, just take a seat anywhere. There’s only the three of us here tonight.”

Philip and Wynn took their seats and the atmosphere in the private room quickly became very awkward.

Juan poured wine for the two of them and said with a smile, “Ever since graduating from university, I think this is the first time we’re having a meal together.”

“Yes, it has been three years. Yet, we can still sit and eat together like

were emotional creatures; what Wynn said

beside Wynn and crossed his arms calmly, watching

did not know what Juan had planned. Nevertheless, he did know that Juan was not the type of person who gave up

a toast.” Juan held

smiled and said, “Why, Philip, you can’t

glared at Philip, kicked him under the table, and signaled to him with

thought for a moment before raising his glass

the meal, the chat mainly revolved around their time in college

the blue said that someone was looking for Wynn in the main hall. Hence,

claiming that he was going

alone

with big curls and high heels came into the

that she was

soon as she entered the room, she closed the door behind her, threw her handbag

you’re in the right room?” Philip was a

Philip a foreboding that it was a

straddled Philip

Philip was dumbfounded.

the f*ck was

woman off him roughly. The woman was not pretentious. Instead, she got up, took a seat on the

the door of

a few sturdy and heavily-tattooed men rushed in and blocked

squinted and instantly realized

sofa then rushed over to one of the men. Her clothes were disheveled as she started crying and sobbing, “Big Al, you must seek justice for me. Just now… he almost