The First Heir

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.

few days later, Wynn was discharged from the hospital. Philip made a reservation in a restaurant and was

a simple dinner at home so that they did not have to

on a nice dress and

of people since it

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

has been reserved. It was reserved

their seats, but the table was occupied by a

in the restaurant, which is why Philip had deliberately reserved this table. They could see the lake and the mountains from here. Now that it was occupied, he

all tables the same? We made a reservation too.

suit with a black shirt. He looked refined in his outfit, but he did not have any

when you made the reservation. Please sit according to your

table is here! F*ck

said arrogantly and domineeringly. All the good tables had been reserved when he made the reservation,

me

“I don’t have it.”

“Sir…”

“Are you f*cking done?”

me your manager. Tell him who I am! Do you trust

at the same time, he

was a

fine, we’ll get another

want to have their spirits dampened because of this minor

so it’s ours. If we keep exercising forbearance and turning big problems into small problems, we’ll be looked

peered at the

you motherf*cker, who are you

in the white suit got up and