The First Heir

The entire restaurant fell into silence at Philip’s question.

Everyone was confused.

‘Such a bold claim.

‘Hundreds of millions worth of assets?

‘Doesn’t he only have 300,000 bucks? That was merely a small diamond ring too.

‘But he’s suddenly rich now that his girlfriend is breaking up with him?’

Ruby smirked tauntingly as she turned to Philip. “Come again? He’s nothing but a piece of trash, just like you. Hundreds of millions worth of assets? Who are you kidding?”

‘Even at this point, he opts to butt in instead of pulling Howard away?

‘Hundreds of millions worth of assets?

‘What a joke.’

Ruby had been with Howard for four years. If anyone, she would know best about his financial condition, no?

The fat greasy man by Ruby’s side also began to make relentless fun of the duo before him. “Who’s this f*cker? Do you know him, Ruby dear?”

The man had never seen someone as shameless as Philip.

The man was not alone in his opinion. In fact, everyone else spectating, mostly the friends Ruby had brought over, were making fun of him as well.

“Holy sh*t! What a disgusting f*cker.”

Howard. First, he gets dumped by his girlfriend. Then, his best friend

one of a kind douche. Though they

people around them began to

freely from Howard’s eyes as he clenched the passbook

to Philip with his head still held down.

stay in this place of heart-wrenching

we’re not going. We can’t possibly leave quietly after being insulted

eyes. He would not stand by

more than

toward

of me? You know what, if you f*ckers end up having

rage cackled within Howard, but he knew

chosen a rich man over himself, someone in a

“Forget it.”

not forget

the fat man. “Those are your words,

helping him out? Why don’t you take a good look at yourself first? On

this f*cking

‘Brainless idiot.’

dialed for George by the time the man finished

answered George courteously, “What

man before him and asked, “What’s

get rid of me?” Condescendence dripped from the corners of

arm, Ruby stared at Philip with equal amounts of hatred in her eyes. “What the

finger at Philip, she exclaimed, “Exactly! Remember that time you came to the shop and asked for 100 Harleys? It ended with me throwing

him with all sorts of chiding remarks hanging off the corners