The First Heir

With her arms crossed, Wynn raised her chin, looked straight at Philip, and dialed Eric’s number.

The fact was, even if Philip really had taught Eric a lesson, Wynn would not say anything.

That was because Eric really had gone too far this time.

If the Yates pursued the matter, Wynn would definitely take Philip’s side.

Beep, beep, beep…

A long wait ensued. In the end, the call went unanswered.

After a while, Wynn gave up trying and said to Philip dubiously, “Okay, I’ll believe you for once.”

Philip grinned, touched her cheek that was still slightly red and swollen, and asked, “Is it still painful?”

Wynn shook her head shyly and said, “It has been treated. I’m fine.”

The two stared into each other’s eyes.

“Damn it, I almost forgot!” Philip slapped his forehead out of the blue and hurried out. “Wynn, I’ll pick you up later.”

Wynn was puzzled, totally unaware of what Philip was up to.

Oh, right.

had asked her the day before if she

to have

explained

simply said that there would

of relief and stood by the doorway of

to seeing what Philip

restaurant that he had

he greeted him respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, you’re

around and was puzzled when he did not see

paid a deposit of thirty thousand to reserve the entire restaurant for the

because the latter was dressed like an

mind when Philip paid

part of the

as he asked, “I

led Philip around to look at the setup of the

around her. The roses that will rain on her are the ones you wanted, the freshest of roses, imported

while Philip followed closely from behind, nodding his

This is the final payment of two

very happy as he handed

grinned broadly, took the card, and said, “Mr. Clarke, please

returned