The First Heir

No way!

The man was a good-for-nothing, through and through!

Joel shook his head and dismissed that ridiculous notion.

After that, he continued to give chase, trying to catch up to Wynn and explain.

Philip was at the door. When he saw Joel running past him in such a hurry, he was inevitably confused. Why was Joel Harris here too?

Joel was shocked to suddenly see Philip here too. The next second, he was filled with rage. If it were not for Philip, Joel would be living happily with Wynn by now.

He went up to Philip furiously and grabbed the latter by his collar, roaring, “Why are you here, Philip, you piece of trash?”

Why?

Why was this worthless wretch here at Copper Peacock Palace?

The party tonight was held for Clarke Group’s Master Clarke. If Philip was here…

Impossible!

Philip yanked Joel’s arm away and straightened out his collar, sneering at Joel coldly. “Why am I here, you ask? You’ll know soon enough. Stay put and don’t leave, okay?”

“F*cking idiot! F*ck you!”

Joel swore at him and threw him aside, continuing to chase after Wynn.

“I’m going to the loo,” said Philip calmly as he looked in the direction Joel had vanished. In truth, Philip wanted to go after Wynn because he had caught a glimpse of her beautiful form earlier.

It seemed to him that his wife was rather displeased tonight.

The party at Copper Peacock Palace had officially begun!

businessmen of Riverdale had streamed into the hall and were now occupying

but there were

who could make it here were all renowned throughout Riverdale, and the ones who could sit at the tables were naturally the leaders of

waiting in anticipation for the

waiting for the

soon. Have you seen that

I haven’t seen any sign of him

and circumstances, all for that Master

looking around, hoping for a glimpse of that legendary Master Clarke

the

bated breath. Some younger

they had been waiting

man who could splash one billion yuan

Clarke Group, Hudson Cash, walked into the room from a side hall. He was followed by a group of chairpeople from other corporations, primary and ancillary. All of them were nevertheless on the boards of the top

all stood

“Mr. Cash.”

evening, everyone. Please,

Cash emanated his class, manners, and amiability from

walked into the room from outside too. His head was lowered and his expression rather dark

the door as well. The two of them collided into each

out of

a very bad mood right now, and he spat at Philip when

huff earlier, so naturally he gave chase. He helped

piece of trash that was Philip,

the young master of Harris Enterprise. Frank knew that he

“Where’s Wynn?”

asked with

blind? How would I

said angrily, “Know your f*cking place and get out of

Samantha approached them. “Frank, the party’s gonna

it in,” Frank jeered, looking at Philip with