The First Heir

Chapter 113

Behind him, Martha roared, “If you leave now, Philip Clarke, don’t ever come back! What’s a useless piece of trash like you pretending to be all capable?”

However, Philip simply ignored her.

He made Wynn a promise, and he was going to keep it.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital door, he was given a jolt by the honk from a car horn.

It was a BMW X8, top of the line.

Juan sat in the car, his expression cool and arrogant.

Philip frowned slightly and walked over to him, asking him coldly, “What do you want?”

Juan got out of the car and took off his sunglasses, putting them in his front shirt pocket. “Pfft,” he said with a laugh. “I was so embarrassed for you in the room just now. How did you manage to hold on for so long?”

So he was only here to jeer at Philip. Philip could not be bothered to entertain him, so he just turned to leave.

However, Juan stood in his way, taunting Philip. “It’s been three years, Philip. What have you given Wynn? Let go, and give her a divorce. I’ll show her a better future.”

Juan utterly and totally looked down on Philip.

The latter was just too useless.

To his surprise, though, Philip said coolly, “Do you think you’re all that well-to-do, Juan? Do you really think Wynn will be happy with you?”

Juan gave an icy laugh. “At least I can earn a few tens of millions every year. What about you? You’re nothing but a pathetic delivery boy, earning pennies every month. What can you give Wynn? What can you give Mila? Can you afford a surgery fee of a million bucks?”

“Tens of millions?” Philip scoffed. “Juan, you’re nothing more than a pathetic joke in my eyes. I advise you not to provoke me, and stop aiming for Wynn. Otherwise, I’ll make you regret it!”

Juan paused and then burst out laughing.

“Do you have any idea what you just said, Philip? You’re going to make me regret it? You, the useless piece of trash?”

Juan laughed. He had lost all faith in Philip after that foolish display.

“You know, Philip, we used to be friends. Back in college, I thought you were like a blinding ray of light. Everyone idolized you. But now? Look at yourself. What right do you have to say something like that to me? You’re going to make me regret it? Sure. Bring it on!” Juan challenged him.

Philip clenched his hands into fists, holding himself back.

However, Juan only went from bad to worse. He gave Philip a vicious shove and spat in his face, saying, “You’re useless! I’m officially declaring to you here and now that I’m going all out in my efforts to win Wynn over! Let’s see you try and stop me!”

With that, Juan sauntered his way back into the car.

The brand new BMW X8 drove right past Philip and nearly knocked him over. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

As he watched Juan’s car leave, Philip took his phone out of his pocket and then wordlessly put it back in.

This was the last chance he was giving Juan.

The last chance.

After that, Philip took a cab directly to Apex Tower.

This time, the secretary took him straight to the chairman’s lounge.

After the previous incident, the company gave all the staff a special training session. Now almost everyone knew Philip, but at the same time, all of them kept it a secret.

George Thomas entered the room, all smiles and perfectly respectful. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit, Young Master?”

Philip stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down on the streets of Riverdale. A thousand thoughts ran through his mind.

“Wynn’s maternal grandfather is celebrating his seventieth birthday in a few days. Prepare me a suitable present,” Philip said.

George immediately nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Philip did not linger, heading right back to the hospital.

By then, Martha and Paula had left.

When he saw Wynn, he realized that she looked extremely anxious and unhappy.

“What’s the matter, Wynn?” Philip asked.

Wynn looked frustrated. She gave Philip a look and said, “Juan just called me. He said Professor Turner has another patient he needs to treat, so he can’t come check on Mila. We’ll have to wait another half a month.”

So that was why she was so worried.

“Wynn, do you want to know who Professor Turner’s other patient is?” Philip asked Wynn suddenly.