Chapter 81
The First Heir
The crowd dispersed and left the hotel.
Philip found a corner to smoke a cigarette so that he could relieve the pressure in his chest.
However, at that moment, a familiar voice sounded not far behind him.
âPhilip, what are you doing here?â
Philip turned around and saw a puzzled Wynn walking toward him with her bag slung over her
shoulder.
The look on her face showed that she was displeased.
Smoking again!
Philip quickly stubbed out the cigarette butt and greeted her with a sly smile. âOh, Iâm here for a
company dinner.â
Philip was anxious and worried as he thought back to when Wynn contacted his other phone before.
He was worried that his true identity had been revealed.
Wynn walked closer to him and rolled her eyes as she asked, âWhereâs Mila?â
âSomeone from my company is bringing her. Iâm meeting her in a bit,â Philip replied with a chuckle.
Suddenly, another familiar figure appeared before him.
âPhilip, I didnât expect to see you here.â Juan had just parked his car at the parking lot.
The tension in the air instantly thickened as their gazes met.
It was awkward yet hostile.
Knowing that the two of them were on each otherâs bad side because of her, Wynn quickly turned to
Philip and said coldly, âGo get Mila, then.â
With that, she turned around to leave.
Philipâs expression darkened as he responded in an equally icy tone, âWhat about you, then?â
Wynn paused before turning around. âI still have something to discuss with Juan, so Iâll probably be late
tonight. Take care of Mila, will you?â
She was coming back late tonight?
How late was she talking about?
He was her husband. What did she mean by bringing Juan to Arc de Triumph for dinner right in front of
his face?
Did she not know about the conflict between him and Juan?
Philip was slightly mad, so his expression stiffened in a flash.
As if on purpose, Juan patted Philip gently on his shoulder. âYou should hurry up and go first, Philip. I
still have some things to discuss with Wynn. Donât worry, Iâll take good care of her and make sure she
gets home safely.â
Smack!
Philip swiftly shrugged off Juanâs hand and grabbed him by the arm. He stared into Juanâs eyes coldly
and said, âJuan, Iâm warning you, donât you dare try to make any foolish moves! I can assure you that
Iâll make you regret it!â
âPhilip, what the hell are you doing?!â
Wynn quickly pulled Philip away. With a stern glare, she ordered, âThis is none of your business. You
should go now.â
Philip was stunned. He did not expect Wynn to help Juan. His heart ached at this knowledge.
Still, he could not bring himself to hate Wynn.
Therefore, he directed his fury at Juan. âParker, if you have anything to say, say it to me now! Donât
think that I donât know what youâre thinking about! Mind you, Iâm Wynnâs husband. Donât you dare try
anything stupid on her!â
Slap!
Wynn was so furious that she slapped Philip. âAre you crazy?! Do you even know what Juan and I are
going to discuss? Can you not be so suspicious all the time? Quit making stories up in your head!â she
screamed.
Tears brimmed the edge of her eyes as she forced herself to hold back her emotions.
She was meeting Juan today to borrow money!
Money for Milaâs medication.
However, Philip did not even try to understand the situation at all.
Right then, Juan sneered in an indifferent tone. âPhilip, I thought too highly of you in the past. I didnât
expect you to be such a good-for-nothing scumbag! What a true man you are for making Wynn cry! I
really donât understand how someone like you is worthy of being Wynnâs husband and Milaâs father
when you have neither money nor status!â
In the past, Juan and Philip were best friends who talked about everything.
They were brothers with a bond as strong as steel.
However, everything had changed in these past three to four years.
These two who were once brothers were now enemies.
âAlright, stop it!â Wynn shouted.
Then, she turned to Philip with a cold look in her eyes. âPhilip, Iâm very disappointed in you!â
Philip gave a wry, bitter laugh. He knew his place in Wynnâs heart.
He was just a piece of trash.
Was he really, though?
âWynn Johnston, do you have any idea that your husband is the wealthiest man in this world!â
His family owned 70% of the property in this world!
The nationâs economy would stumble if he even just stomped his feet.
âWynn, I know that you think Iâm a piece of trash. All these years, I never gave you and Mila a good life,
and I know itâs all my fault,â Philip said coldly, âBut Iâm telling you today that Iâm not a useless piece of
trash. Iâll prove it to you right here, right now! Money? Power and status? I have everything!â
With that, Philip started walking toward the parking lot.
There were almost 100 of BMW motorcycles parked in the lot along with 100 motorcyclists!
Wynnâs heart stopped for a second when she saw the scene before her.
What was he doing?
She could not possibly be held accountable for it if something were to happen.
Wynn quickly ran up as she screamed, âPhilip Clarke, are you out of your mind!â