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 of high

who spared

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

turn to look at Philip with the hope that he would be patient and be

or reply to her. He was frowning as he had not expected to meet Isabelle here of

her makeup with a portable mirror and said abruptly, “Why do you

picked up a glass and stood up. “Now that everyone’s here,

toasted and drank

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

left and

the private room to deal with

shop to buy 100 Harleys?” started a

Isabelle who was sitting quietly with

along the line

Someone was pissed.

this Philip Clarke ignore

looking

chubby. Her face looked like that

you’d excuse me, I’m

was in no mood to deal with the lot of them, so he turned

were the condescending snorts of people

what his wife was thinking, marrying such a piece of

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

people in the room ignited

smoke in the bathroom. He

was nowhere to

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