The First Heir

Chapter 275

“Philip Clarke!”

Everyone froze the moment they saw Philip enter the private room.

“Holy f*ck! That’s Philip Clarke?”

There was a strange glint in everyone’s eyes as they scrutinized him all over.

Who would have thought they would meet him today?

Philip was confused as well. Something was off about the atmosphere ever since he stepped foot into the room, especially as he glossed over the strange look in everybody’s eyes.

They were filled with unadulterated insult and contempt.

“Isn’t your boyfriend’s friend a little too shoddy, Ruby? What he wears is even more miserable than your future husband.”

Isabelle began to taunt.

Anger rose the moment she laid her eyes on Philip’s poker face.

Not only had she lost her dignity at the BMW motorcycle showroom last time, but it even cost her her job as well.

This was an act of revenge she had to take!

She would make him pay, and if squishing him like a bug under her foot was what needed to be done, she would. Even if it was the last thing she did!

Howard’s expression turned awkward as well. He had only met Ruby’s sister a couple of times, and since they had yet to have any in-depth conversations, he did not know what kind of a person she was.

She was

who spared no

could say. She was Ruby’s sister after all, and in extension, his future

the hope that he would be

or reply to her. He was frowning as he had not expected

makeup with a portable mirror and said abruptly, “Why

a glass and stood up. “Now that

and drank their

to return soon on the pretense that she had something to do. She then left

as she left and

in the private

buy 100 Harleys?” started a small male from

an eyebrow before diverting his gaze to Isabelle who was sitting quietly with her hands

tone danced along the line of threatening. “Oh? F*cker thinks he’s tough. I’m

Someone was pissed.

dare this Philip

looking

at the girl next to him. Her entire face was caked with makeup, and she was chubby. Her face looked like that of

excuse me, I’m going to the

lot of them, so he turned to leave the

him were the condescending snorts of

knows what his wife was thinking, marrying such

about you don’t come back. Knowing that I’m eating in the same room

and mocking words of the people in the room ignited a small spark of anger

cigarette to smoke in the bathroom. He

around, Howard was

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