The First Heir

“Young Master Hane, you must think it over carefully. Melody Zander is Theo Zander’s daughter, after all. If we do this, we’re going up against Theo!” Another rich second-generation reminded Kenneth.

“What are you afraid of? I’m the young master of the Hane family! Theo’s nothing but a piece of sh*t!” Kenneth said angrily.

Back to the private room.

Obviously, Philip had become the center of attraction.

At this moment, all the other rich second-generation in the private room dared not look him in the eye. That man was a lunatic!

Marilyn Chester’s face was pale, and she could not speak for a long time.

Initially, she wanted to use her birthday as an excuse to invite some good friends she had made in the past to celebrate. She was using this to create an opportunity for Melody and Kenneth.

That was because she knew Kenneth would not be attracted to ordinary women, and only someone like Melody would capture his interest.

If only she could have settled this matter for Kenneth properly, her future in Riverdale would have been set in stone!

Now, everything was ruined by the man named Philip Clarke in front of her!

She stood up angrily, pointed at Philip, and cursed, “Are you crazy? Today’s my birthday. Who invited you here? Get lost!”

shouted hysterically, completely forgetting the

was unreasonable when they flew

heavy makeup on. He then turned to look at Melody at

glared at him before standing up. She grabbed Marilyn’s

Too ruthless!

what was going on yet. She stood there in a stunned daze, the red palm print on

Chester, from now on, our friendship is

saying this, Melody grabbed Cynthia

shrugged nonchalantly and followed them

the private room, a frantic scream was heard

and sighed

no food for

when Philip stepped out of Drunken Immortal Court, he immediately noticed several sneaky people staring at him from across

seemed that the guy had not

the entrance and looked around the parking lot in front of Drunken Immortal Court. He saw

farewell to Melody. He asked

and walked to the

the cab, he

was after him without

they dared to pit against

Kenneth sat in the passenger seat with an arm wrapped in plaster. His expression was grim as he stared at the cab in front of him like a venomous