The First Heir

Joel’s head was pressed down, but he still yelled, “Let go of me, Clarke!”

However, Philip pressed him down harder rather than letting go, his eyes cold as he said, “You asked for it, Harris!”

Joel kept wailing and whining, “How dare trash like you touch me, Clarke! I’ll get someone to kill you, believe you me!”

This was so embarrassing!

In front of Wynn, no less! He was being subjugated by a wimp like Philip, and he could not even fight back.

“Kill me? You?” Philip said with a cold laugh.

Joel probably did not know what happened in the hall during the party tonight, huh.

Otherwise he would never have the guts to say that!

Next to them, Wynn was also a little frightened by Philip’s act of violence. She was angry at Joel for trying to molest her earlier, but they were still friends in a way. If the two men really got into a fight, Philip would come out of it worse.

As the saying went, the winner went to the station and the loser went to the hospital.

That was exactly the situation right now.

That was why Wynn was worried that Philip would get carried away. She hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, “Let go, Philip. Don’t get yourself in trouble.”

Philip’s gaze turned cold. The fury was still burning in his chest, so he let go but added another vicious kick for good measure, barking, “I’m warning you, Joel Harris! If you try anything with my wife again, I can end you and your career in an instant!”

Joel straightened up and rubbed his stomach, wiping the blood that was seeping out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Philip coldly and laughed. “You sure think highly of yourself, Philip. How could trash like you threaten me? Do you really think I don’t know about your little secret? Your mother-in-law told me everything. Wynn’s wasted on trash like you!”

Joel did not expect Philip to show up here and get in his way.

He nearly had her.

“What did she say?” Philip’s expression hardened and he looked at Joel coolly.

nonsense was Martha spewing about him

Clarke Group, running a con when I bumped into him at it. Aunt Martha told me that he’s always been like that too. Seriously, what’s there for

blinked and turned to look

impersonating Master

does he mean?” Wynn

to his nonsense, Wynn. I don’t have to impersonate anybody, because I am Master Clarke from

might as well just

Haha!

you here? You should be inside right now, drinking with the

at Philip uncertainly

Should she believe him?

to Yolanda and

Wynn, she grabbed Philip’s arm and said, “It doesn’t matter who Philip is. You should divorce him, Wynn. After all, you’re a loose hussy too, getting into

Well, f*ck!

scheming b*tch. She just refused

“Lies!”

anxious. What if Philip actually began to believe Yolanda’s

two hugging with my own

believe me, Philip, I really saw them.

the embers of rage in his heart reigniting. He glared

witnessed earlier was already ticking him

statement only added oil to the flames, and his jealousy immediately exploded

head, saying with a sob, “No, I didn’t

“Tell him, Joel! Tell him we

Joel would explain anything. This was exactly

really are worthless, Philip. You can’t even keep a hold on your wife! You’ll be

Bam!

soon as he

lashed out his leg into

crashed into the Aston Martin’s windshield and shattered

that, he rolled into the floor and groaned

asked for