The First Heir

Before Zayn could finish talking, he met Philip’s cold gaze.

He changed what he was about to say immediately. “It’s fine. Enjoy.”

All kinds of discussions broke out in the private room. They were all wondering who was the one so capable that even the manager of Arch de Triumph personally gifted them bottles of expensive wine.

“Who? Who among you knows Mr. Yeager?”

A bottle of this wine cost more than 10,000 bucks and they were gifted with three bottles.

Everyone looked at each other, guessing who the VIP could be.

Of course, no one looked at Philip. Who was he to be considered?

Zayn and Philip communicated with each other with their eyes. Thankfully, he was quick. If he exposed Mr. Clarke’s identity, he could just get out of Arc de Triumph.

Just now, when Zayn was in the manager’s office, the receptionist ran in and told him Mr. Clarke was here.

He ran downstairs immediately and chose a few good wines to make Mr. Clarke happy. He wanted to perform well in front of him.

He did not expect this to backfire.

Zayn was clever. He exited the room when he saw everyone suspecting each other.

“Wow! Who is the VIP? Take a picture and post it to WeChat moment! This is red wine from Château Pétrus! Normal people will never be able to drink this!”

were squirming in their seats in excitement. They took out their

over himself because he saw Mr. McAdams,” Carl said with a grin on

heard that, they nodded their

McAdams has the prestige and reputation

you know the manager of Arc de Triumph? Is this a surprise for all of

McAdams, you son of a gun!

to rain

of Arc de Triumph. However, it was impossible for him to stop them now. He smiled and said, “Haha, it’s nothing. The most important thing is that

already put on

“Hooray, Mr. McAdams!

with Joshua. The more she looked at him, the more good looking he became to her. She wanted so

to

restroom and removed her bra. This would make what she

sat down next to Joshua. She ran her foot up Joshua’s leg unintentionally and

before he knew that Yolanda was not wearing a bra.

two of them were touching hands and feet under the table. They were

company called? How much do you make in a year? Why don’t you shut it

looking

that just

was still a

purpose. In her opinion, even if Philip was that good and started a stupid company, could he

a current account of a few hundred thousand bucks

the room had their eyes glued on Philip. They were looking at

over

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