Chapter 372
The First Heir
Philip looked up, a cold smile on his lips. âWhat if I donât want to leave?â
The tension thickened, and the air around them seemed to become several degrees colder.
Philip and Joshua stared each other down, sparks flying.
Yolanda scoffed, âThatâs enough, Joshua, donât waste your breath on these idiots! Letâs go!â
After all, even Yolanda knew that she should not cause a ruckus here. That would not end well for any
of them.
The two men were pulled apart, and Joshua gave Philip one last word of warning. âIâm letting you go
this time, Philip, but just you wait and see!â
âOh, Iâll be waiting.â
Philip said with a calm smile.
âLook at what an *ss that Joshua was, Philip! Makes me really wanna give him a beating!â
Howard huffed, âWhen will the party start? I really want to see you take the stage so you can give him
the shelling of a lifetime in public! Showing off like that, all cuz his old man has a bit of money and
some connections. So what if he has his own little company and a tiny amount of savings? As if heâs
anywhere near as loaded as our Master Clarke!â
Hayley frowned her pretty brow and did not say anything. She just looked at Philipâs side profile. What
on earth was Philip thinking right now?
She did not understand, but she had the feeling that no one was going to get any sleep tonight.
All those people who looked down on Philip before would be forced to look up at him.
He was destined to be the brightest star of the party tonight.
On the other hand, the chairs of pharmaceutical companies from Capital City and those of the
subsidiaries under Clarke Group were streaming into the main hall, led by dedicated employees.
As soon as they appeared in the hall, all eyes turned to them. Everyone raised their glasses to
congratulate these leaders, chatting with them⦠or rather, sucking up to them.
These were all bigwigs from Capital City, and they all obeyed Clarke Group.
Furthermore, Hudson Cash was the chairman of Clarke Group!
He controlled tens of billions in capital and resources!
âMr. Cash, youâre looking dashing today! By the way, I heard that Master Clarke will be attending the
party tonight? Mind telling us a bit more about the great man?â
âThatâs right, Mr. Cash. Weâre dying to meet him. After all, he invested an entire billion at once!â
Hudson Cash nodded at each of the people surrounding him.
âYou can stop your wild guesses. Master Clarke is a very low-key man, and he doesnât like to be
disturbed. Even so, he will definitely be here tonight,â Hudson said.
Next to him, there was Wynn. She was wearing a long black dress that revealed her fair and smooth
back. Her hair was tied into a high bun, and her entire body looked extremely long and slender. She
looked like an angel that had descended to earth.
She was dressed very elegantly. Under the chandelier, she held a champagne glass, approaching
Hudson and the others with a graceful smile. Frank led the way.
âHi, Mr. Cash,â Wynn said. âIâm the chairwoman of Beacon Pharmaceutical, Wynn Johnston. Itâs great
to finally meet you.â
Wynn had been in this field for three years now, so she knew what to say and how. Her voice was soft
and gentle too, extremely soothing on the ears.
âNice to meet you, Madam Johnston,â Hudson said with a smile, clinking his glass against hers.
He did not dare to put on any airs around her. After all, she was his masterâs wife, even though she did
not know it yet.
The Young Masterâs plan was torture to Hudson.
He even had to deceive the Young Masterâs wife.
âThank you for your help back then, Mr. Payne. Joel told me everything. If it were not for your help,
Beacon wouldnât have survived that crisis, and we certainly wouldnât be here to receive Clarke Groupâs
investment.â
Wynn bowed slightly and took a sip of her wine as she looked at Vernon Payne. It was her way of
expressing her gratitude.
Back when Beacon Pharmaceutical was being shut out, when they did not have any orders or
suppliers, it was all thanks to Joel Harris that they received that first order from Hodgson.
Huh?
Vernon was confused for a second, and it showed on his face. Joel had mentioned that incident to him
a while ago, and he even put Harris Enterprise on the line.
Even so, Vernon had helped Beacon out not because of Joel Harris, but because of Wynnâs husband,
Philip!
That was the real sleeping giant here!
Joel Harris?
That man did not have anywhere near the clout and connections to help smooth over Beaconâs
contract crisis!
After all, there had been more than six hundred million at stake there!
There was no way Harris Enterprise could afford to fork out that much money!
âI think you misunderstood something, Madam Johnston. I wasnât the one who helped you with the
Beacon crisis, and it wasnât something Joel could have solved either.â
Vernon did not dare to take the credit for Philipâs actions. By now, he was already quite certain that
Philip was that young master of Capital Cityâs Clarke Group!
Hudson Cash had told him that himself.
Wynn paused and said suspiciously, âIt wasnât you? And it wasnât Joel either? So who was it?â
It was not Joel Harris!
Had he lied to her?
âStop pulling my leg, Madam Johnston.â
Vernon smiled slightly and prepared to tell her everything. âThereâs no way you donât know. The person
who solved Beaconâs crisis wasâ¦â