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

saying, “You don’t know this, Wynnie, but your husband is an utter embarrassment. He was out there impersonating Master Clarke from 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 you to like about a

turned to look

was impersonating Master

mean?”

at Wynn with full seriousness, saying, “Don’t listen to his nonsense, Wynn. I don’t have to impersonate anybody, because

he might as well just

Haha!

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

at Philip uncertainly

Should she believe him?

turned to Yolanda

him, Wynn. After all, you’re a loose

Well, f*ck!

a scheming b*tch. She

“Lies!”

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

you two hugging with

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

properly frustrated now, the embers of rage in his heart reigniting. He glared at

earlier

only added oil to the flames, and his jealousy immediately

a sob,

anxiously, “Tell him, Joel! Tell

explain anything. This was exactly

simply chuckled and said, “So you really are worthless, Philip. You can’t even keep a hold on your wife! You’ll

Bam!

as he

his leg into

sent flying. He crashed into

that, he rolled into the floor and

really asked