The First Heir

Philip looked up, a cold smile on his lips. “What if I don’t want to leave?”

The tension thickened, and the air around them seemed to become several degrees colder.

Philip and Joshua stared each other down, sparks flying.

Yolanda scoffed, “That’s enough, Joshua, don’t waste your breath on these idiots! Let’s go!”

After all, even Yolanda knew that she should not cause a ruckus here. That would not end well for any of them.

The two men were pulled apart, and Joshua gave Philip one last word of warning. “I’m letting you go this time, Philip, but just you wait and see!”

“Oh, I’ll be waiting.”

Philip said with a calm smile.

“Look at what an *ss that Joshua was, Philip! Makes me really wanna give him a beating!”

Howard huffed, “When will the party start? I really want to see you take the stage so you can give him the shelling of a lifetime in public! Showing off like that, all cuz his old man has a bit of money and some connections. So what if he has his own little company and a tiny amount of savings? As if he’s anywhere near as loaded as our Master Clarke!”

Hayley frowned her pretty brow and did not say anything. She just looked at Philip’s side profile. What on earth was Philip thinking right now?

She did not understand, but she had the feeling that no one was going to get any sleep tonight.

All those people who looked down on Philip before would be forced to look up at him.

the brightest star

Capital City and those of the subsidiaries under Clarke

raised their glasses to congratulate these leaders, chatting with

were all bigwigs from Capital City,

was the chairman

tens of billions

the way, I heard that Master Clarke will be attending the party tonight? Mind telling us a bit more about

dying to meet him. After all, he invested an

nodded at each of the people

guesses. Master Clarke is a very low-key man, and he doesn’t like to

her fair and smooth back. Her hair was tied into a high bun, and her entire body looked

dressed very elegantly. Under the chandelier, she held a champagne glass, approaching Hudson and the others with a graceful smile. Frank led the

“I’m the chairwoman of Beacon Pharmaceutical, Wynn Johnston. It’s

knew what to say and how. Her voice

Madam Johnston,” Hudson said with a smile, clinking his glass against

her. After all, she was his

Master’s plan

deceive the Young Master’s

me everything. If it were not for your help, Beacon

of her wine as she looked at

when they did not have any orders or suppliers, it was all thanks to Joel Harris that they received that

Huh?

his face. Joel had mentioned that incident to him a while ago, and he even