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.

and stood beside her. They stared at Philip and the others coldly, saying mockingly, “Cindy, I think they’re just four poor brats

too. Only losers

beggars for our first business. Cindy, let’s forget it. I think the few

called me dirty. I can’t

and said, “Did you

poke a

dare you say that? Fine! just wait and see

and left

at each other helplessly. Just as they

dumb*sses