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.

Hudson with a smile on his

heard this, disappointment flashed in her eyes. She still

won’t bother you guys, I’ll go back first.” Wynn smiled

hall. He

aback. What was

has just left. Oh, right, I didn’t tell her of your identity,” Hudson

so he just nodded and ran out of

blocked Philip’s path at the door. “Brother Philip, you still want to chase after Wynn? She treated you that way but you’re still treating her so

you’re up to and I’m warning you, don’t

that, Philip pushed Yolanda away

Yolanda cruelly gritted her teeth and immediately fell to the floor hard. She

back and was shocked. Helplessly, he frowned, walked over, and asked,

forehead, her hands full of blood. She

Damn it!

was scared silly. What

about it, he thought, ‘I will go back and explain to

he immediately picked up Yolanda, had the waiter call a cab, and rushed

the taxi at

woman in his arms…” Martha cursed

enough, this spineless coward is

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