The First Heir

‘Wait for my signal. I don’t like the Yates.’ Philip replied to the message in secret and put away his phone.

George was over at the chairman’s office in Apex Group. After he got the message, he lifted his eyebrow and asked his secretary to announce this.

As long as Philip opened his mouth, he would make sure to bankrupt the Yates.

These blind fools must have crossed the young master.

“Philip, what are you doing?” Wynn noticed Philip had been playing with his phone the entire time, which is why she asked curiously.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Professor Turner told me he’ll arrange Mila’s surgery for next Wednesday,” Philip replied.

“Really?” Wynn was excited. She grabbed onto Philip’s hand emotionally.

Mila was her everything. Which mother would want to see their own child suffer?

“Yeah.” Philip patted the back of Wynn’s hand lovingly.

“Hey, did you hear that the Oasis development project in the south of Riverdale was developed by the richest man in Riverdale, George Thomas? Ted’s making all of us proud by taking that project!”

“Right? I heard that the boss behind this project is a world-class nouveau riche. He’s f*cking loaded!”

“Ted’s future is going to be so bright. It’s obvious that Bob wants to train him as the heir of the third generation. We have to curry more favors with him.”

The group started chattering excitedly. Their conversation was starting to get heated.

be Ted

I heard that the Yates don’t like

someone shifted the conversation

belongs to that spineless coward. You should know that this is something extremely shameful in the Yates Village.

is not a good woman too. Is she a… you know? She’s

everyone started looking over.

people were so

over there. Their verbal abuse would make anyone feel

her head

became the shame of the family because

out the past again. They were stabbing her in

and walked over to the middle-aged women who were gossiping. He carried a chair over and sat down. He

middle-aged women saw Philip sitting at their table, they felt a

they were not scared. They rolled their eyes and shook their heads.

everything just

right do you have to sit here and talk to

Smash!

what’s good for you?! If not for the fact that you’re my seniors, would you believe that I’ll slap each and every

your mouth but don’t you dare spout rubbish. Watch your mouths. If not, don’t blame me for not

face was cold, but flames were

the middle-aged women on the table were horrified by Philip’s imposing manner. They shut their mouths

he turned his back to them, they started cursing Philip and Wynn furiously. They wanted so badly

back to his

at Philip and said, “Why did you go against

be taught a lesson.