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.”

he gets dumped by his girlfriend. Then, his best friend stabs him in

they do

around them began to criticize

the ground, tears streamed freely from Howard’s eyes as he clenched

turned to Philip with his head still

not want to stay in this place of heart-wrenching

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

not stand by Ruby and her friends humiliating one of his

had more than he

as he tugged Philip toward the exit impatiently. “Forget it. Let’s just

you pieces of trash! You’re pretending to be rich in front of me? You know what, if you

but he knew that he was

rich man over himself, someone in

“Forget it.”

could not forget

at the fat man. “Those are your

at yourself first? On what basis is your arrogance on?”

this f*cking dumb*ss think

‘Brainless idiot.’

already dialed for George by the time the

other end of the line answered George courteously,

at the middle-aged man before him and asked, “What’s

My name’s Deaton Wade! What, calling a f*cking hitman to get

with equal amounts of hatred in her eyes. “What the hell, Philip Clarke. Just bring your worthless friend out

she exclaimed, “Exactly! Remember that time you came to the shop and asked

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