The First Heir

Philip turned his head to the manager.

The manager was scared out of his mind and kept begging on the floor, “Young Master Clarke, I didn’t touch the madam. Don’t break my hand, I beg you!”

Philip waved his hand and said, “Don’t be nervous. I didn’t say I was going to break your hand. Let me ask you, when my wife came here just now, what did she do that made you want to arrest her?”

The manager shivered and said, “T-The madam wanted to withdraw all the money in the card.”

Philip nodded and said, “Oh, what are you waiting for, then? Get the money.”

Get the money?

The manager was taken aback when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed.

Could this be the end of this matter?

Was Young Master Clarke not going to blame him anymore?

He hurriedly said, “Yes, Young Master Clarke. I’ll get it done right away.”

Clarke’s order? Hurry up and get the money for me! Withdraw all the money from

displayed looks

have so

a joke. The amount in the card was not one million but one billion. At most, a bank would hold tens of millions of cash. A

simply no space for more. How could

can’t you get more from another branch? There are so many branches in the nearby districts. Call the cash transport trucks and get the cash here! Tell them

the manager had given the order, the tellers had no choice but to carry it out. Moreover, this was

now, these people no longer dared to say anything. One after another, they scrambled to make

than an hour

full of banknotes arrived at the entrance

people and clear the entire branch hall. They dedicated the area to

trucks was added to the cash from the bank Large piles of cash were moved

amount on Wynn’ 8

Philip. She watched as the cash

filled the lobby of the entire international bank

Philip flatteringly, “Young Master Clarke, the money is all here now. What are your orders? The cash transport trucks are all parked outside. Just let me know where to deliver it and I’ll arrange

bad. Bring a few cases out and put five

“Yes, Young Master Clarke.”