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.”

friendship! I feel bad for Howard. First, he gets dumped by his

a kind douche. Though they do

around them began

the ground, tears streamed freely from Howard’s eyes as he clenched the passbook tightly in his balled

to Philip with his

in this place of

can’t possibly leave quietly after being insulted like

Philip’s eyes. He would not stand by

He had more than he

as he tugged Philip toward

man guffawed. “Get lost, you pieces of trash! You’re pretending to be rich in front of me? You know what, if

within Howard, but he

was painfully obvious. Ruby had chosen a rich man

“Forget it.”

not forget

glared menacingly at the fat man. “Those are your words,

out? Why don’t you take a good look at yourself first? On what basis is

this f*cking dumb*ss think

‘Brainless idiot.’

already dialed for George by the time the man

the other end of the line answered George courteously, “What

at the middle-aged man before

a f*cking hitman to get rid

of hatred in her eyes. “What the hell, Philip Clarke. Just bring

to step out and walked to her sister’s side. Pointing a finger at Philip, she exclaimed, “Exactly! Remember that time you came to the shop and asked for 100 Harleys? It ended

them began to laugh at him with all sorts of chiding remarks hanging off the corners of