The First Heir

Philip was in a dilemma. He could neither admit nor deny it.

Finally, he took a deep breath and said, “I asked a friend to help. He has some connections and resources in the circle.”

On the other end, Wynn was silent for a moment before saying, “Thank you.”

Sure enough, it was Philip.

However, was his friend really that amazing?

According to the colleagues from the PR department, this person was formidable with powerful methods!

“I want to thank him in person. Please arrange it for me,” Wynn suddenly said.

This time, Philip was flustered as he quickly declined. “Well, he’s not in Riverdale but Capital City. Maybe next time I’ll treat him.”

Wynn was too persistent.

“Well, okay then, but you must thank him for me. He did me a great favor this time,” Wynn said gratefully, “By the way, how much did it cost? Let me know and I’ll wire it back to him.”

Philip smiled helplessly. It was still their money in the end.

“Okay, I’ll find out later. Oh yes, I have something to deal with, so I’ll have to hang up now. You should go home soon.”

Philip pretended to be busy and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Wynn was not suspicious either.

After all, her husband was the big boss of Milanelson Angel Investment Group and must have some connections.

case, had she underestimated him

could his friend

her breath in the car,

not want Philip’s help, the facts were right in front of her. There were

the PR staff approached and asked excitedly, “Madam Johnston, how is it? What did your friend say? Who is that great person? Out of the 12 Emperors of Entertainment, only three have never been seen in

that Wynn met up with that person

a smile, “It’s not. Okay, that’s enough. Get back

No?

was even more

mean this was done by

Terrifying!

another new emperor would soon

one else could employ such

involved money but more importantly, contacts and resources as well

arrived at Beaver Media in Theo’s

that

of dozens of black-suited bodyguards

him, a tall and slender

Philip, he stood in front of everyone while flexing his wrists, his eyes filled with disdain. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he

befitting of a

female receptionist at the mansion’s front panicked

How

receptionist had a neat ponytail and fair skin. She had

Beaver Media?” Philip

you looking for Mr.

was very polite. After all, there were so many of them and they did

“Yes.” Philip nodded.