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.

Philip and the others coldly, saying mockingly, “Cindy, I think

too. Only losers drink

a shame to bump into four beggars for our first business. Cindy, let’s forget it. I think the few rich kids over there seem quite open to having

called me dirty. I can’t let him go!

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

helplessly, “I’m just telling the truth. Did I poke a sore spot, so you

you, how dare you say that? Fine! just wait and see how I’m

and left in

Just as they continued drinking, a hostile male voice suddenly came from

the four dumb*sses who pissed you off,