The First Heir

Philip frowned and asked, “Kenneth Hane is your brother?”

Francis nodded and said, “Yes, he is.”

“What are you so happy about then?” Philip asked again.

Francis was taken aback by that remark. Juan and the others behind him were also stunned.

No one knew the hidden backstory about this matter, but they could obviously tell that there was some conflict between Francis and Philip.

The atmosphere became awkward. It could be said that Philip was not showing any respect toward Francis, and the other party was at a loss about how to react.

Francis could only chuckle with a faint smile in the corners of his eyes. He displayed a generous and elegant aura, saying, “Mr. Clarke is really good at joking. I’ve heard about what happened to my brother last time. It was his fault. I’m here to apologize on his behalf.”

Philip frowned slightly. He did not expect Francis to be so tolerant and generous.

However, Philip was not a fool either, so he naturally would not fall for Francis’ tricks after just a few words.

Francis smiled and continued mildly, “Mr. Clarke, do you have time to have a few drinks with me?”

He was trying to overwhelm him.

Philip stared at him coldly without the slightest trace of affinity at all, because he felt that Francis was looking at him strangely. He looked generous on the surface, but there was a chill hidden deep in the depths of his eyes.

when Francis was raising his status so high that

how he looked at Francis, he felt that this guy was a bug–A bug that made people feel

face made Philip

was

other, so why should I agree to your request? Besides, I think

blatantly. “Or could it be that I’ve

I just wanted to have a drink with you, but it seems that you’re going to

did not display any emotional fluctuations because of Philip’s refusal. It was as if he

Master Hane, why do I think you’re talking weirdly today? What exactly

the Larson family. He did not expect to meet her here in Riverdale. He said with a faint smile, “Miss Larson,

was once Cynthia’s

“You!”

Cynthia frowned slightly.

Mr. Larson would think if he knew Miss

in the Larson family, but she was also the abandoned one. She was not

She said,

the

Mr. Philip Clarke and also Madam Wynn Johnston.

Wynn

responded with a faint

stood silently as a faint smile gradually appeared on his face. From his expression, it was impossible

that Philip was up to something. Francis was going to

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