The First Heir

Cynthia had her own exclusive deck in the bar. When she was in a bad mood, she would come here and sit.

On the side of the second floor near the window sill, the prosperous night view of Riverdale was in full display. At the bottom, one could see the dancing crowd in the popular bar.

Normally, Cynthia rarely came here, so the place was vacant most of the time. The waiter would also vacate the deck, which was reserved for the boss all the time.

“I didn’t expect a boss to get such treatment.”

Philip was surprised.

If Philip opened a bar, he would build an exclusive deck made of glass and put it in the center of the stage to be surrounded by wild dancing girls. That way, he could enjoy the figures and dance moves of each girl.

However, that was just a thought.

“You want to be your own boss?”

Cynthia sneered, “Don’t look at the superficial glamor of being a boss. In fact, there are a lot of things to worry about. It’s not as simple as you think.”

Philip nodded in agreement.

However, when the two of them stepped on the second floor and were about to walk toward the exclusive deck, they saw several young men and women already sitting there, drinking and fooling around!

appearance of those people, her entire face changed. Her expression became very cold as a hint of anger rose from her body without

too and understood why Cynthia was so

them up

solemnly with a hint of

and lowered his head. He knew that it was the boss’ exclusive deck. Now that it was occupied

this matter was pursued, he was

that, he could not

to offend this man. He had tried to

I told them it’s the boss’ exclusive deck but they didn’t listen at all and even hit me.

as Cynthia’s expression became

sorry. I’ll get them to leave

also realized his incompetence, so he had to make

fault,” Cynthia said, staring grimly at the

they also noticed Cynthia and Philip standing there. The leading man among them looked at them in playful disdain with his pair of

frowned as he whispered in Cynthia’s

“Let’s go.”

herself down and turned

to have any interaction with

each other

that, even if one would like to avoid any conflict, some people just wanted to look for trouble

leave, the smug-faced man stood up and yelled belligerently, “Oh,