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.”

choice of friendship! I feel bad for Howard. First, he gets dumped by his girlfriend. Then, his best friend stabs him in the

a kind douche. Though they do say birds of a

around them began to criticize

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

with his head

in this place of

pulled Howard back instead. “No, we’re not going. We can’t possibly leave quietly after being insulted like that! We’re not going

eyes. He would not stand by Ruby and her friends

had more than he

flushed as he tugged Philip toward the exit impatiently. “Forget it.

pretending to be rich in front of me? You know what, if you f*ckers end

he knew that

a rich man over himself, someone in a completely

“Forget it.”

not

at the fat man.

a good look at yourself first? On what basis is your

this f*cking dumb*ss think

‘Brainless idiot.’

for George by the time the man finished

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

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

a f*cking hitman to get rid of me?” Condescendence dripped from

her eyes. “What

sister’s side. Pointing a finger at Philip, she exclaimed, “Exactly! Remember that time you came to the shop and asked for

laugh at him with all sorts of chiding remarks