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.

Martha spewing about

running a con when I

and turned to

impersonating Master

does he mean?” Wynn

at Joel and then looked at Wynn with full seriousness, saying, “Don’t listen to his nonsense, Wynn.

rate, he might as well

Haha!

out laughing, irony written all over his face. Pointing at Philip, he jeered, “Still pretending? If you really are Master Clarke, why are you here? You should be inside right now, drinking with the higher-ups. If you really are Master Clarke, why would you be so useless? Stop pretending,

looked at Philip uncertainly when

Should she believe him?

was exasperated as well. He turned to Yolanda and said, “Tell them who

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 another man’s car in the middle of the night and doing those unspeakable things. I saw

Well, f*ck!

such a scheming b*tch. She just refused to say

“Lies!”

grew anxious. What if Philip actually began to believe

two hugging with my

believe me, Philip, I really saw them. Wynn is lying to you, she was clearly in this man’s arms earlier.

frustrated now, the embers of rage in his heart reigniting.

he had witnessed earlier

flames,

saying with a sob, “No, I didn’t

and said anxiously, “Tell him, Joel! Tell him we didn’t do anything

if Joel would explain anything. This was exactly what he

can’t even keep a hold on your

Bam!

soon as he said

out his leg into another

flying. He crashed into the Aston Martin’s windshield and shattered the

he rolled into the

really asked for this,