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 was

who spared no

was Ruby’s sister after all, and

look at Philip with the hope that he would be

her. He was frowning as he had not expected to meet Isabelle here of all places. Under Howard’s motion,

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

stood up. “Now

and drank their

Ruby excused herself and promised to return soon on the pretense that

left and followed

now alone in the private

I heard you went to Isabelle’s shop to buy 100 Harleys?” started a small male from the side, his expression full of

to Isabelle who was sitting quietly with

the line of threatening. “Oh? F*cker thinks he’s tough. I’m asking you

Someone was pissed.

this Philip

looking

next to him. Her entire face was caked with makeup, and she was chubby. Her face looked like that of a pig. Sitting there, she

you’d excuse me, I’m going to

lot

were the condescending snorts of people in

what his wife was thinking, marrying such a piece

come back. Knowing that I’m eating in

tone and mocking words of the people in the room ignited a small

Philip fetched a cigarette to smoke in the bathroom. He no

Howard was

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255