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.

Johnson, what a shame. Young Master Clarke has already left. Didn’t you bump into him?” said Hudson with a smile on his

flashed in her eyes. She

first.” Wynn smiled faintly,

hall. He immediately found Hudson and asked, “Old Man Cash,

aback. What was going

Master, Young Mistress has just left. Oh, right,

no time to explain, so he just nodded and ran

still want to chase after Wynn? She treated you that way but you’re still treating her so

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

Yolanda away harshly and was ready

She knocked her head, bruising

back and was shocked. Helplessly, he frowned, walked

clutched her forehead, her hands full of blood. She

Damn it!

was scared silly.

thought, ‘I will go

picked up Yolanda, had the waiter call a

witnessed by Martha who had gotten off the taxi at the door. Martha was so angry at

this good-for-nothing… With a woman

enough, this spineless coward is

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255