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, well

as Philip exited the private room, an uncanny

why are you

Liam Johnston walking in. He was smartly dressed in a suit

He had his hands in his

front of him, Liam sized Philip up with contemptuous eyes before he tugged at the collar of his suit and mocked. “Very well, Philip. It’s very impressive that a loser like you can come to the Imperial

gave him a thumbs up,

crossed his face. What did it matter to Liam

acting as though he owned

his head without paying any heed to Liam and turned to

upset when he saw

Damn it!

the Johnston family and a poor loser who everyone

Chamber of Commerce. Now that he met Philip again, his anger flared

let Philip go just like this. He went over, blocked Philip’s path, and said mockingly, “Oh, you’re very arrogant now, huh? How dare you ignore me? Do you really think you’re a distinguished 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

deal with and did not want to waste time