The First Heir

Lydia snorted coldly, stretched out her jade-like finger, and pointed at Philip behind her. She said to Gil, “It’s useless to apologize to me. Apologize to Brother Philip!”

This…

Gil frowned. He was very unwilling.

Apologize to a scamming wimp?

Where the hell was he going to put his dignity after this?

Seeing Gil standing motionless there, Lydia threatened, “You don’t want to? I’ll tell my great-grandfather then. He’s just inside.”

Lydia pointed to the private room in the center.

Hearing this, Gil shuddered in fright and immediately apologized to Philip by bending over respectfully. He said, “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I hope you forgive me.”

The sudden reversal made everyone confused.

Philip’s eyes were indifferent as he looked at Gil who was bent over. After a moment of silence, his eyes fell on Yolanda and the others.

Yolanda was not stupid either. Seeing that Gil had lowered his posture, she naturally bent over and apologized as well. “Philip, I’m sorry. On account of being acquaintances, I hope you can forgive me this time.”

was about to

had waited so long for the chance to slap Philip’s

end, she was the one who got slapped in the face twice! It

Philip Clarke, who the hell was he and why was there always someone standing up for

and said,

If he knelt down, he would really be unable to lift his

sighed, shook his head, and

and Lydia returned

and the others also sat down angrily after a

on pins and

a bitter taste

very dissatisfied. How did this

a while, Philip lost interest and got up to

the others in the private room suddenly came out and rushed

“Wow, is a big figure coming? Even Old Master Jensen is

“Who can it be?”

the main entrance of the

first four men in black suits glanced at the audience like falcons and then stood at the door, two at the front and two at the back.