The First Heir

Chapter 440

Philip did not know what to do because he had never experienced this before. He could sense a tinge of jealousy in the air. Were these two beauties fighting over him?

“Alright, stop fighting.”

Philip’s face was filled with awkwardness. He did not know how to end this.

He was feeling remorseful toward Chloe.

“No need, this place is so small. There’s no space for me anymore. I’m leaving.”

Chloe took her bag and left.

“Why aren’t you chasing after her? Go and coax your ex-fiancée.”

Wynn peered at Philip coldly. She was feeling pleased with herself. See, the person Philip cared about the most was still her.

She was throwing a tantrum now. She wanted to see who Philip loved.

“Wynnie, please give me a break. There’s nothing between us.”

Philip felt aggrieved. It would be fine if there was really something going on between him and Chloe, but there was truly nothing between them.

It had been so many years. She could not keep bringing up the past, right?

“Hmph!”

Wynn scoffed coquettishly, but she could not hide the pleased smile on her face.

Philip made a reservation

so that they did not have to spend

dress and some makeup, Wynn followed

restaurant was full of people

the grandest Western restaurants in Riverdale. On average, one person would need to spend a minimum of 1,000 bucks. The decorations in the restaurant were elegant and extravagant. The atmosphere here was also dainty

has been reserved. It

their seats, but the table was occupied by a pair of

Philip had deliberately reserved this table. They could see the lake and the mountains from here. Now that it was occupied,

you see that we’re here first? Plus, aren’t all tables the same? We made a reservation too. Why should

table was wearing a white suit with a black shirt. He looked refined in his outfit,

you made the reservation. Please sit according to your

table is here! F*ck

been reserved when he made the reservation, so he purposely came earlier to occupy this table. Naturally, he

me your

“I don’t have it.”

“Sir…”

“Are you f*cking done?”

your manager. Tell him who I

at the same time, he was

was a

we’ll

not want to

small problems, we’ll be looked down upon. Nothing can be accomplished without norms or standards. I think we should let them know

eyebrows and peered at the man in the white

you motherf*cker, who are you

got up and lifted his hand

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