The First Heir

Inside the chairman’s office on the top floor of the 27th subsidiary and eighth business property. Philip was explaining his plan to George.

“Arcadia Island is different from the outside world. The connection between Arcadia Island and the outside world is only through the business gateway and business channels. If you want to connect Arcadia Island with the outside world, it’s necessary to obtain the consent of the old master and all the people in charge of the Clarke family. As long as one person objects, the plan will not succeed. In the past, the old master also wanted to do so, but because of the branch family, this matter was put on hold.”

Before George finished speaking, Philip’s phone on the coffee table suddenly buzzed. Philip took it and saw that it was a call from Wynn.

He and George looked at each other and smiled.

Philip smiled as he swiped the accept button and said, “What’s up, Wynnie? Did you get the money?”

Abruptly, Wynn’s sobs could be heard from the other end of the line!

“Boo-hoo, Phil…”

Wynn’s voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

Philip was instantly dumbfounded. He jumped up from George’s sofa and quickly asked, “Wynnie, what’s wrong with you? Why are you crying? Who bullied you?”

On the other side of the phone, Wynn said pitifully while sobbing, “You need to come to the bank. They won’t let me go. They even said I stole something!”

“What?!”

went red and he almost dropped the phone in

don’t be scared. Just wait there for me. I’ll be

call and ran out of the door like

Master, where are

while putting on his coat, “Wynn is being detained at the bank in the opposite

he

Master, don’t rush. Do you want

his sentence, Philip

out, he felt that the elevator was too slow, so he ran down the fire escape and went

finished the call and said, “That’s enough pretending already. For broken goods like you, how powerful can your husband be? Don’t tell me that he’s from the streets? Hehe, let me tell you, that doesn’t work here. Our security personnel here are all well-trained. No matter

husband is not a gangster, my

was interrupted by the laughter of the manager and others.

and said, “Oh my, even a rotten dreg at the bottom of the society knows

with everyone’s ridicule, Wynn lowered her head

few minutes later, the manager picked up the phone to check the time and said impatiently, “How long has it been? Is your husband coming to testify for you or not? If you can’t produce evidence, we’ll beat you up and send you to