Chapter 361

Philip was lost. He did not know what Martha Yates was plotting.

Paula, however, was crystal clear. Her sister simply did not want Philip to tag along on the matter of

discussing a partnership.

The one billion investment was as good as theirs the moment Frank initiated a partnership with Beacon

Pharmaceutical. There was no need for inputs from outsiders like Philip, lest he demanded a portion of

the money.

As a result, Paula immediately backed her sister up, “Yeah, yeah. I don’t think you should go.”

There was not much Philip could do. Seeing the Yates sisters agreeing, Philip found himself

understanding the actual goal.

The only reason they did not want his involvement meant that they were eying the one billion

investment.

‘Oh well.’

He did not want to eat with a materialistic mother-in-law and her relatives either.

“Very well, then. I won’t go.”

Philip turned to speak to Wynn. “Don’t drink, it’s not good for the baby.”

Both Frank and Samantha were shocked at the words he spoke. “You’re pregnant again, Wynnie?”

Wynn nodded mirthfully.

Frank’s expression soured. She was pregnant again!

How could such a perfect woman waste herself by carrying Philip’s child again?

Although, at the second thought that it made Wynn all the more fun to play with, Frank’s sinister smile

grew again.

Seeing as none of her family wanted Philip to go, she turned to speak as well, “Ah, you guys can go

without me, then. I’ll go look after Mila in the hospital with Philip.”

Frantic, Frank quickly refuted. “Nah. Let’s all go. It’s just a meal, my bank account can take it.”

At that, everyone’s complaints died away.

Everyone found themselves seated in Frank’s car the next moment as they made their way to a newly

opened seafood restaurant.

Entering the restaurant, Frank spoke extravagantly, “Dragon King Room.”

As the waiter ushered Frank into the restaurant with a beam, Martha followed behind and looked

around the restaurant in awe.

Entering the private room and sitting down, she began to praise. “It can’t be cheap eating here, Sister.”

Paula poofed her hairstyle pridefully. “Not at all. The private room only costs 2,000.”

‘How is that cheap?’

Martha sat straight, in shock. ‘Just the private room itself costs 2,000!

‘Sister’s family sure is rich!’

“Ah well, it’s all Frank’s. Frank over here is rich if not anything else.” Paula laughed joyously, evidently

proud of herself.

Frank too felt dizzy at the compliments and smiled at the waiter. “We’ll take your Dragon King set

meal.”

“Very well, Sir.”

The waiter replied politely before exiting the room.

Martha could tell just by hearing the name of the set meal that it would be expensive. She whispered,

“How much is the Dragon King set meal, Frank?”

Nonchalantly, Samantha replied as she touched up her makeup, “Nothing expensive, just 10,000 bucks

per person.”

Martha paled and sighed at her reply before turning to stare daggers at Philip sitting beside Wynn on

his phone.

‘This piece of trash is too useless!’

“We eat for the joy of food, Martha. Don’t think too much about money. We have Frank here, you don’t

have to pay a cent.”

Paula looked at her son-in-law with fondness in her eyes.

Martha only felt more disgruntled at her words.

‘Why was such a great son-in-law someone else’s?’

She stared back at her worthless son-in-law Philip who sat oblivious to the world.

Her life would be vastly better had Philip shown even an ounce of excellence in him.

“What are you doing, Philip? All you do is play with your phone all day. Will playing with your phone get

you a Dragon King Room?”

Martha spoke as she glared at Philip.

Philip huffed a breath of laughter. What was he doing?

He was querying Old Man George. “Old Man George, is this Dragon King Palace Seafood Restaurant

one of our family’s establishments?”

George quickly replied, “It’s not, Young Master. Please give me a moment.”

Not finding it in himself to care, Philip placed his phone down. Minutes later, he received a text. “I’ve

purchased the Dragon King Palace, Young Master. It’s now your establishment. Is there anything more

you’d like me to do?”

Philip was speechless. Old Man George was indeed reliable when it came down to getting results.