The First Heir

Chad frowned. Impatience was written all over his face. He sneered. “Brother, who the hell are you? I’m talking to Cynthia. Who are you to interrupt us?”

“Excuse me, she’s my girlfriend. Is there something wrong with your eyes? Can’t you see she has rejected you? Why are you still here? Are you just looking for a fight?”

Philip raised his face slightly. He could not help being amused at Chad’s frozen smile.

He seemed to have used this excuse before.

The words just came out automatically.

Chad frowned and watched as Cynthia leaned against Philip. His hand was still tightly grabbed by Philip. A bout of fury suddenly welled up inside him!

He almost exploded in anger, but this was a Western restaurant and he was the general manager of Worsett International Hotel. He naturally had to maintain his composure and display a gentlemanly demeanor.

Chad smiled and touched his nose. His expression was changing rapidly. He stood up, glared at Philip, and said, “You’re her boyfriend? How come I’ve never heard of it?”

“So what if you don’t know? Do we have to inform you? Who the hell are you?”

Philip smiled slightly, and at the same time, he stretched out his arm to put it around Cynthia’s shoulder!

Actions spoke louder than words!

Being hugged by Philip like this, Cynthia tried struggling, but it was to no avail. She lowered her head silently, a faint blush on her cheeks.

little helpless. It

that

this

insist,

graciously with a smile on

was Chad who was anxious

to guess the other party’s identity. He appeared to be

a man. At first glance, Philip was a man without power or wealth. How could he attract Cynthia

you as the general manager of Worsett International Hotel. You won’t refuse

placidly, but the intentional

believe that Cynthia would still refuse after he mentioned the name of

the other party was the general manager of Worsett and a partner of the

a difficult position. She silently

saw her actions and was immediately happy. He knew

It would seem that this Worsett International Hotel was up

wait for me? I’ll be

Cynthia was apologetic.

the gloating Chad and asked Cynthia, “Are

but her

say anything else but

shoulder smugly and said, “Brother, don’t try to push your luck. There are some people you can’t afford to offend. Who do you think you are? You’re dressed cheaply from head to toe, and you want to compare yourself to me? I can trample you under my feet just by saying a few words! One must always be aware of their capabilities. I advise you