The First Heir

Three billion dollars? Holy sh*t!

Clint was shocked, and his entire mind went blank! Three billion dollars at one go!

Philip was too generous!

Was this the financial strength of Young Master Clarke?

Terrifying! Simply astounding!

“Young Master Clarke, are you sure you want to invest three billion dollars?” Clint was still in a daze and stammered with excitement.

It was hard to imagine a wealthy billionaire losing his composure at a time like this.

Philip glanced at Hoyt and said, “You can settle it with him. I have something else to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.”

After saying that, Philip left the private room.

Hoyt was congratulating him with a smile. “Clint,

private room, an uncanny voice rang out with some

why are you

and saw Liam Johnston walking in. He was smartly dressed

Liam. He had his hands in his trouser pockets and was walking toward him with a

in front of him, Liam sized Philip up with contemptuous eyes before he tugged at the collar of his suit and mocked. “Very

a thumbs up, but the sarcasm in his

a trace of disgust crossed his face. What did it matter to Liam where he was and what

acting as

paying any heed to Liam and

felt very upset when

Damn it!

the Johnston family and a poor loser who everyone despised actually dared

by what had happened at the Uppercreek Chamber of Commerce. Now that he met Philip again, his anger flared from

guest just because you’re here in the Imperial Court? Stop dreaming. You can never afford to eat here in this lifetime. Don’t think you’re amazing just because you’re relying

his expression extremely unhappy. He still had things to deal with and did not want to waste