The First Heir

Joy looked at Philip viciously and felt sorry for Wynn. Then, she took out a tissue from her bag and wiped Wynn’s tears with it as she said, “It’s okay. Let’s go to another shop and I’ll buy something for you!”

Philip’s heart tightened. Without another moment of delay, he grabbed both Wynn and Joy’s arms, one with each hand. He dragged them into the shop and said to the shop attendant, “Are you saying that whoever buys more, you’ll sell the clothes to that party?”

Clara was still gloating about it when she saw them return. She mocked them, saying, “These fools haven’t left yet.”

Henley Dill laughed when he heard Philip’s words, sized him up, and said, “Oh? Buddy, from what you’re saying, are you trying to compare your wealth with me?”

Wynn was baffled when she was pulled along by Philip.

Seeing that Philip was now going up against this nouveau riche, she quickly tugged on Philip’s arm and said, “It’s okay, I was just a little angry. Let’s go. Let’s not argue with them.”

To her surprise, Philip grabbed her shoulders and said seriously, “As long as you like it, I’ll definitely get it for you.”

A surge of warmth welled

“My friend, what are you doing? Re-enacting a scene from Titanic? Your performance should be almost

the only son. He was pampered as hell

dare this loser in front of

merely

are you talking

impatiently, “Shop attendant, I don’t want to see them again. Can

to Philip and the others,

this, Clara and Henley

was the

they were using money

attendant, “We’ll take all the clothes in this store of yours. Now, kick

Hiss!

Everyone was shocked!