The First Heir

The woman leaned close to Philip’s ear and said seductively, “It’s okay if you want to bring us to a hotel.”

This was a blatant temptation. In general, the three women looked good with shapely figures. They could be considered goddesses. Other ordinary youngsters might fall for them. However, Philip was different. He was an old hand at this.

He took a sip of the beer in his hand and said with a light smile, “It’s okay. Our health is more important when we’re out.”

This remark annoyed that woman.

She stood up with a scowl, slapped the glass from Philip’s hand, and scolded, “What do you mean by that? Are you saying that I’m dirty? Do you know who I am? How dare you come to Jumbo Bar if you don’t have money? You’re even looking down on me! You‘re looking for death!”

Philip frowned, looked at the woman in exasperation, and said, “Miss, you’re the one who came here to promote drinks. You don’t have to do this even if I refuse.”

“Hmph!” The woman snorted coldly and put her arms across her chest.

beside her. They stared at Philip and the others coldly, saying mockingly, “Cindy, I think

too. Only losers

let’s forget it. I think the few rich kids over there

just called me dirty. I can’t let him go! Not unless he

turned to Philip and said, “Did you hear that? Hurry

just telling the truth. Did I poke

that? Fine! just wait and see how I’m going to deal

and left in

each other helplessly. Just as they continued drinking,

dumb*sses who pissed you off,