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.

knew. She

who

nothing Howard could say. She was Ruby’s sister after all, and in

to look at Philip with the hope that he would be

did not comment or reply to her. He was frowning as he had not expected to meet Isabelle here of all places. Under Howard’s motion, he took the seat

up her makeup with a portable

up a glass and stood up. “Now that

toasted and

down, Ruby excused herself and promised to return soon on the pretense that she had something to do. She

she left and followed Ruby out

private room to deal

shop to buy 100 Harleys?” started a small male from

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

angry. Their tone danced along the line

Someone was pissed.

this Philip Clarke

he looking down on

Her entire face was caked with makeup, and she was chubby. Her face

I’m going to

deal with the lot of them, so he turned to leave the

the condescending snorts of people in

wife was thinking, marrying such

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

the people in the room ignited a small

room, Philip fetched a cigarette to smoke in the bathroom. He no longer wished to

Howard was

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