The First Heir

Chapter 382

Without caring for Yolanda and Joel, Philip hurriedly chased them out.

Not long after getting chased out, Yolanda pulled Joel up from the ground and with ardent concern on her face, said, “Mr. Harris, are you alright?”

“F*ck!”

Joel stood up from the ground and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Yolanda coldly and said, “Who are you? Get out of here!”

Yolanda was unhappy, but there was still a faint smile on her face. Especially when she looked at Joel getting into the Aston Martin. She started to mumble.

‘Joel was also born with a silver spoon.’

Wynn ran away in tears. After about ten minutes, she composed her emotions and returned to the banquet hall, ready to meet Young Master Clarke.

She was a woman who could separate business from pleasure.

“Mr. Cash, where’s Master Clarke?”

Wynn saw Hudson but did not find a trace of Young Master Clarke.

with a smile on his face. It could not

flashed in her eyes. She still had not

Wynn smiled faintly, turned around, and left

the banquet hall. He immediately found Hudson and asked, “Old

taken aback. What

left. Oh, right, I didn’t tell her

time to explain, so he just nodded and ran

want to chase after Wynn? She treated you that way but you’re

berated, “Yolanda, I know what you’re up to and I’m warning you, don’t interfere with matters

that, Philip pushed Yolanda away harshly and was

the floor hard. She knocked her head, bruising it badly.

shocked. Helplessly, he frowned, walked over, and asked, “Are

her forehead, her hands full of blood. She

Damn it!

scared silly. What was

he thought, ‘I will go back and explain

Yolanda, had the waiter call

the taxi at the door. Martha

good-for-nothing… With a woman in

enough, this spineless coward is really having

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