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 done. Young Master Clarke has confidence in you. Come,

an uncanny voice rang out with some

why are

turned around and saw Liam Johnston walking in. He was smartly dressed in a suit and leather shoes. The voice was unpleasant

raised his eyebrows and saw the well-dressed Liam. He had his hands in his trouser pockets and was

Philip up with contemptuous eyes before he tugged at the collar of his suit

a thumbs up,

his face. What did it matter to

like a villain acting as though he

paying any heed

very upset when he saw

Damn it!

the Johnston family and a poor loser

bothered by what had happened at the Uppercreek Chamber of Commerce. Now that he met Philip

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 you’re relying on Wynn to support you. You’re nothing but a useless kept husband. I’m ashamed

unhappy. He still had things to deal with and did not want to waste time on