The First Heir (First Heir)

chapters 261-265

Chapter 261

"There should be a billion dollars on that card," said Philip softly, raising his eyebrows while smiling confidently. Wynn stopped and looked at Phillip suspiciously, his heart pounding.

 After that, though , she rolled she looked at him again and pinched his waist, scolding him, "You pulled my leg again, didn't you? If you really have a billion, I'll have to serve you for the rest of my life."

 Philip grinned at hearing it and wrapped his arms around Wynn's slender neck. "You said it, not me. Come on, make it an official contract." Wynn flicked his arm and scolded him with a laugh,

"Alright, alright. So you insist you have a billion? Sheesh, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But you didn't ignore it today. I demand an explanation once we get back. " Wynn raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes at him. He doesn't believe he's a billionaire.

To him, it was just a joke Philip. Even if he told her that his family was managing the Northern Sky West Restaurant, he might not be rich to that extent. Besides, he ran away from home, right? There was no way he could have that much money.

 That's why Wynn didn't take his word. Nevertheless, he happily kept the card. The card was Philip's donation to the family. He must take good care of her. Philip shrugged his shoulders.

He sometimes told the truth, so why didn't anyone believe him? A few days passed without a show. During those days, Philip continued to be by Mila's side in the hospital. 

Wynn was busy with work at the company, doubling down so now they have a deal with a branch of Turner Hospital to deal with. As for Martha, she was surprisingly silent during those few days. 

Sometimes he just randomly calls Philip and tries to convince him to visit the Johnston family. Of course Philip knew what Martha was planning. He may have been lured by the little money he showed her that day at the sales office. The woman really only had currency for money. 

Martha had spent the past few days at home, looking through all the noble houses and villas that were sold in Riverdale. He had money now, so they had already sold the old house. He can get over seven million for that, and then he has four million Philip and two million Manson.

 Martha could buy a villa now, so of course she was happy. In fact, he would also have a lot of spare change. However, once she started to have more money, Martha naturally started to have other ideas. "Hey, Charles, I'm sure Philip is hiding more money from us.

 Think about how he so casually dropped three million that day, and he hasn't even asked me for money back until now. Don't you think that's weird?" Martha was aware enough to know that if Philip really wanted three million back, she would not be able to hide it from him.

However, he had been waiting for several days and Philip had not searched for him at all. As a result, he became more courageous. Charles sat on the couch, reading the newspaper. He said, "I mean, given your temperament, of course he wouldn't dare to ask you for money back. . 

I'm not intending to insult you or anything, but that mo ney is still Philip, so you should go back to him. If you don't want to return it, then you'd better treat it from now on. 

Don't always go berserk with him. After all, he's your son-in-law." Charles shook his head helplessly. He knows what his wife is like.

Since he managed to obtain those three million, no one would get it back from him. Philip probably knows that, too. That's why he couldn't be bothered to ask.

 Martha did not like what she heard, and she immediately retorted. "Hey, Charles, since when did you take that useless side? All he did was give you a painting, did you have to change a lot? Kissing with her now, huh? If he's really like that, then he should buy me a villa of his own volition instead of asking me to make plans."

 Martha was upset now, and she started acting up again.

Charles sighed and said, "You are unreasonable. Whatever, I'm gonna play chess with Reggie. You just keep playing with your little calculator.

Seriously, what if Philip divorced Wynn one day and asked for money from you? What are you going to do next?" With that, Charles walked out the door. His words were a warning to Martha.

 He's correct. The money belongs to Philip, so what if he divorces Wynn and asks for his money back? Is the money part of their shared finances or personal assets?

No, he has to make sure. Martha called Wynn immediately. "Hey, Wynn, I want to ask you something." Martha sat cross-legged on the sofa.

"What's up, Mom? I'm at work." Wynn sounded a bit tired over the phone. Martha thought about it and asked, "Wynnie, do you know how much?

Philip got savings?" There was silence at the end there, followed by Wynn's suspicious question. "Why are you asking me that, Mom? Do you want to ask for more money?"

Martha said viciously, "Are you an idiot, or what? Do you know if he hides money from you and keeps deposits out there? He's your husband, which means you have to hold on to his finances. 

Once you get home, ask him correctly if he still has money hidden. Make sure you know if she gets the money before or after you get married. If after that, it means the money is split equally between the two of you. 

In other words, you have nothing to lose if you get divorced because you'll get half of it." Martha raved constantly, growing more and more enthusiastic as she left. It used to be when Philip and Wynn were first married, not one member of his family attended the wedding.

Could he really be the son of a rich family? Did he hide the money before they got married? On the other hand, Wynn was completely flabbergasted by what he heard. 

He hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, ma'am. Hear you. I'll ask him when I get home, okay? If nothing else, I'll hang up now. Work has been busy lately." Smacked.

Without waiting for an answer from Martha, Wynn ended the call and threw his phone at the table, sighing helplessly. Why is her mother always like that? As his mind wandered, he took out the card that Philip had given him a few days ago from his wallet. He held it in his hand and saw it several times. Only he knows what he thinks of himself. Does this card really contain money?

 

Chapter 262

Wynn stands. Wearing a white blazer, heels, a neat black lace blouse, and white trousers, she walked out of the VP office. "Mindy, I'll be out for a minute. Call me if you need me, "Wynn told his assistant, Mindy Scott. "Of course, Wynn. 

Oh, do you want to take my car? " Mindy is always cheerful and full of smiles. She's so adorable. Full of youth and passion, he. "Good." Wynn receives Mindy's car keys and heads to the parking lot alone. 

He wanted to go to the bank and check how much money was on the card Philip had given him. More than anything, he just wanted to know. At the other end, Philip had just left the mall with a princess doll about half his height. Mila insisted on that.

 However, as soon as he walked out the door, he had just taken a few steps before the striking pink Porsche 911 took a beautiful 180-degree turn and stopped right in front of Philip. "F*ck!" Philip resisted the urge to swear out loud. 

He walked around the car and tried to leave. Besides, this guy is rich. He shouldn't have provoked them. However, the window on the pink Porsche opened, revealing a young girl with long purple hair. 

She was wearing glasses and had an interesting figure to juxtapose, looking like one of the magical girls from TV. "Hey, get in the car." The girl turned around and tilted her beautiful chin towards Philip. Her voice is sweet, cute, and very chuuni. 

Philip looked around suspiciously before pointing to himself and asking, "Are you talking to me?" The girl with purple hair just got out of the car impatiently.

 She wore a short black skirt, revealing her long, slender, fair legs with calf-high boots. For her boss, she wore a plain white T-shirt.

Right now, he took the doll from Philip's hand and put it in the car, telling him coldly, "Come in." Philip looked completely lost, but he got into the car helplessly. 

The main reason was because he recognized this car. That's what Tiger Zander drove last time. Is this girl Theo's daughter, Melody, then? That seems right. Is this sexual harassment? After all, he had just dragged a man into his car in broad daylight.

The pink Porsche's engine roared alive, and sped away from the mall.

Philip had just left when a woman in a long black dress and carrying a handbag came out from the main entrance of the mall. It was Yolanda Lee. He looked in the direction the Porsche had left, puzzled.

 Inwardly, he muttered to himself, "That's Philip Clarke, right?" What the hell is going on here? He really got into that Porsche, and that young girl... Yolanda knew it immediately. Either Philip's got a stash, or he's got a sugar mom! Joshua's previous investigation results were right in the money. 

That Philip Clarke is absolutely despicable. Seeing the video he recorded on his phone, Yolanda's lips curved into a cruel cold grin.

You're dead meat, Clarke! 'If your wife Wynn finds out about this, you'll be in hell! 'Take that, sunuvab*tch base!' Just then, Yolanda's phone rang. When she saw the caller ID, she furrowed her pretty eyebrows and hesitated for a long time before she reluctantly accepted the call. 

The wailing of a woman immediately exploded from the speaker. "Yola! Where are you at? Why aren't you home? Your father went gambling again, and he lost a few thousand, so they won't let him go! 

Hurry up and transfer me some money, or they'll beat your father to death." Yolanda's entire body trembled when she heard the sound of the nightmare. She was frustrated, but she had to answer desperately, "Stop calling me, Mom.

 Just let them beat those useless gambling addicts to death. He's not my father!" Hit it! Yolanda hung up the phone, her heart falling into her stomach. His father was a desperate gambling addict. 

Because of him, their family was completely bankrupt, and they even owed several hundred thousand. After so many years, Yolanda finally felt enough. He left home and came here alone. It was all because he wanted to help pay off the debts of his family and his father.

That was why he became the gold digger he was today. He never told others about this because he was worried they would laugh at him. Nevertheless, the vampire always seemed to find him, asking for money from him. 

If he refused to give her the money, she would just beat him up! All the beatings she had done since childhood meant she must have been afraid of him. Depressed and helpless, Yolanda let some tears flow down her cheeks. He sobs.

 It's not like he has the money to give them now. The call never stops coming. After a while, he had no choice but to accept one and roar, "Okay! Get off my back! I'll give you money now!

 But this is the last time, you hear me!" After Yolanda hung up the phone, she crouched down and put her face in her hands, crying. Money money money money! He thought about it for a long time before scrolling through his contacts and finding the number he had labeled as 'Dirty Rich Boss'. 

He edited the message over and over again before finally, hesitantly pressing send. "Sugar Daddy," he said, "I'm desperate now. Please lend me five thousand dollars, I will return the money as soon as I get my salary next month!

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Chapter 263

As soon as he sent the text, Philip, who was still sitting in the car anxiously, received it. At first glance he told her that the sender was Yolanda. He ignored her immediately. However, messages kept coming in, pinging his phone repeatedly. He had no choice, so he picked up his phone and looked at it.

"Sugar Daddy, I'm not a fraud. I'm Yolanda Lee, and this is my ID and address. Please, lend me five grand! It's emergency! I'll definitely pay you back later!" The message came with Yolanda ID attached. 

That's a nice photo. Philip thought about it and suddenly decided to teach Yolanda this lesson. He replied, "Why should I lend you money? What's in it for me?" Yolanda was quite happy to receive her reply, but when she saw the contents of her message, she fell silent. 

After hesitating, he bit his bright red lips and replied, "If you lend me money, I'll accompany you for a week. Every night if you want me, and you can do whatever you like. 

I'll return the money next month. " Yolanda had no choice. His heart was filled with anger now, as he had not expected 'Dirty Rich Boss' to be such a man either. When he saw his reply, Philip immediately asked for his naked photo. 

It was very low, yes, but Philip wanted to find out what Yolanda was thinking. He hesitated for a long time, but finally he replied, "OK, wait a minute." After that, he ran into the ladies' toilet and closed the door. A little rustling then, he sent her a photo. Philip clicked on the picture as soon as he received it.

Whoa, what the hell! Her body is so sexy! It's amazing that way! He didn't expect that from Yolanda Lee! He needed at least two hands to grab it! "What do you think, Boss? Is this enough? Don't send it, you hear?" Yolanda kept sending him messages. Philip did not hold back either. 

After he received his picture, he asked for his card number directly and transferred ten thousand to his account. When Yolanda received the text telling him about the transfer, she jumped in shock and joy! Ten thousand!

He didn't expect Sugar Daddy to be so generous! "Thank you, Sugar Daddy! I will return ten thousand as fast as I can! If you want my company today, just call me. I'm safe for the next few days."

Yolanda timidly sent the text and then rushed to the bank. When Philip received the text, all he saw was the word 'safe'. They were all adults here, so he naturally understood what he meant. 

He said he didn't have to pull away. Fuck me! Yolanda was really brave. Philip was really tempted, but he hurriedly threw those disgusting thoughts aside. He can't betray Wynn! He can't be a human bastard! Huh, it seems like he was also a victim of his lust. 

Philip sighed helplessly and immediately calmed himself down. He closed his eyes and meditated for a while, the mist slowly fading from his sight. He almost made a big mistake that everyone would make.

 Even the cheapest is GTR! Philip felt completely lost. He looked at the purple-haired girl with an innocent look and asked, "Um, who are you? And why did you bring me here?" The purple-haired girl removed her seatbelt, her twin peaks under her collar bouncing like a sight for a sore eye. 

He turned around and assessed Philip curiously. "You're Philip Clarke?" Philip nodded in despair. How could this girl have asked him to get in the car before confirming who he was? What if he gets the wrong guy? "Then you are a man."

 Melody smiled and took off her glasses. Philip's dumbfounded. That girl is really very pretty. She had a small face, big eyes, a mouth like a cherry bud, and two adorable dimples on her cheeks. His eyes were very clear and pure, free from the defilements of the mind. 

Melody got out of the car, and Philip followed her. He walked in front of Philip and looked at him from top to bottom carefully. Finally, he held onto his jade-like chin and frowned, shaking his head. "My dad says you're a very special guy, but it seems pretty normal to me. 

You're dressed very weakly, and there's nothing extraordinary about you." Philip also did not feel comfortable when he looked at her like that, so he shrugged and said, "Your father must be the wrong person. If that's all, I'll go now." With that, he turned around to leave.

 

Chapter 264

There was a generational gap between him and the children today. He doesn't know what they're thinking. "Hey, hold. Did I say you could go? "

Melody placed her hands on her hips and pointed at Philip with a huff. Philip had just turned around when several young men and women came out of the man's room . They were all dressed to the ninth and were obviously from rich backgrounds. When they saw Melody, they were all beaming and waving at her.

"Hey, Melody! We're waiting for you. Where are you going? You said you went to pick up a friend, right? Where're they? Introduce them to us."

"Anyone who Miss Zander calls a friend must be very impressive."

"He's not your girlfriend, is he? It'll break poor Mr. Finn's heart." They talk to each other, their arms over each other's shoulders as they joke and laugh. They are a picture of young energy.

Melody glared at the boys with a baseball cap and a blonde haircut. She scolded him, "Frederick Kelly, can you stop him? You always have the most to say. " 

The boy with short blonde hair shrugged and stuck out his tongue, looking completely unaffected. Next to him was a boy in a white shirt and two buttons removed to show how wild and free he was. 

She has a rather long K-pop style silk hair. His features were well-defined, and he looked handsome and energetic. He also wore simple black trousers along his ankles. Anyone can see at a glance that they are not cheap. At his feet, he wore fashionable white sports shoes that emphasized his youthful spirit.

 As for his watch, it was a Cartier worth several hundred thousand! It had to be said that this young man was quite gallant, but it was also quite clear that he came from money. At the same time, he looked at Melody, his love for Melody clearly visible in his eyes.

 With a smile, he said, "Welcome back, Mel. Where's yourfriend?" He seemed to be not very confident while talking to Melody, so he immediately changed the subject. 

That was when they finally started to pay attention to Philip. The problem was that he was just dressed too shabby. To this rich heiress and heir, he was barely listed on their radar. 

Initially, they all just thought he was a staff member of the manor in charge of collecting trash. Only when they saw Melody staring at him did they understand.

"What the fuck, seriously? Is he the friend you mentioned, Melody? This farmer?" The blonde-haired boy laughed out loud and walked around Philip a few times while saying, "Hey, bro! Are you a scavenger?"

As soon as he said that, the others started giggling. "Don't say that, Fred.

Don't you know that people who are very rich these days like to pretend to be poor? This is the trend between them." One of the sexy girls crossed her arms in front of her chest and lifted her nose. 

Frederick snorted with laughter and pointed at Philip demeaningly. "He, rich? What a joke." As he said that, he turned to look at Melody and asked with a smile, "Melody, is she really the friend you brought?" Melody nodded, unmoved, then looked at Philip calmly.

 "Hey, introduce yourself to them. After that, we'll go to Dragonstone Mountain to race." A race? Philip looked completely out of the circle. He said helplessly, "I'm sorry, but there's something I have to do, so I think I'll leave now.

 You guys have fun." What's wrong with Melody Zander? Is this how Theo raised his daughter? And suddenly! Someone shouted at Philip coldly from behind him. "Stay there! Who said you could leave?" Finn barked at him, his expression cold.

He really didn't like the way Philip treated Melody. Even Finn himself did not dare to treat Melody indifferently. What right does this farmer have to make Melody cold? He's asking for a beating! 

Finn walked over and looked at Philip coldly, saying, "Hey, what's with your attitude just now? Melody told you to introduce yourself, so how could you just walk away?" There was another reason why Finn was so upset with Philip, and that was the fact that Melody had personally picked him up. Is it there?

something between the two of them? For Finn, Philip is now a love rival. Still, the man only smelled of poverty. Everything about it is low and tacky. Philip looked at Finn calmly and said, "Sorry, but I have nothing to discuss with the clueless children like you.

 I don't know him either. If you try to show off in front of him, then you're the wrong person. I'm just a regular guy, so I'm gonna get away from you now." With that, Philip turned around and was about to leave. However, this time it was Frederick who ran towards him with a slight smile. He stood in Philip's way and mocked him, saying,

"Don't be in a hurry, son. Stay and play. Since Melody has brought you here, we can't just let you go. That would be very rude for us. "

As Frederick said that, he pointed at Finn with his eyebrows. They both grew up together, so they could read each other's minds easily. They were thinking of playing a fun little game with Philip. 

Melody watched everything unfold, looking separated. He has no intention of helping. He just wanted to see what was special about this Mr. Clarke, the man his father was talking about. To him, he was just an ordinary man. He really didn't know what his father was thinking.

 Why did he tell her to get on her good side? How disgusting! At the same time, Wynn had arrived at the bank and stood in front of the ATM, ready to see how much money was on the card Philip had given him. He inserted the card into the machine and inserted a PIN. 

She had told him that PIN was her birthday, and that made Wynn quite happy. Next, he knocked

'Account balance check'...

 

Chapter 265

However, he waited forever without success. Wynn frowned and entered the PIN again, but nothing changed. He couldn't do anything, so he called the security officer and learned that the ATM was malfunctioning and was under maintenance.

 "Thank you," Wynn said to the guard politely and then walked towards the counter. However, just then, a familiar voice called out to Wynn from behind him. 

"Wyn Johnston? Why are you here too?" Yolanda happened to walk through the bank door right at that moment, and the first thing she saw was that familiar figure. That's Wynn Johnston, huh? The two exchanged polite smiles when they met, behaving very excitedly with each other.

 "Yolanda, right?" Wynn said with a smile, his gaze saying he only wished he could meet back with his old friend sooner. Back in college, Yolanda is his classmate and best friend. However, after they graduated, the two of them lost contact.

It wasn't because Yolanda was so heartless or anything. That's how the world works. Everyone is busy with their career.

Unlike wealthy married women, they do not have time to look for cafes, drink coffee, exchange gossip, or show off the latest make-up and bags. Yolanda also happily hugged Wynn, smiling very brightly. He looked completely unlike the power-hungry gold digger like before.

Yes, she is a woman*****classical duplicitous. "Hey, Wynn! It's been three years.

You have grown more beautiful! Where's your husband, Philip?" Yolanda judged Wynn and saw that Wynn was as beautiful and graceful as ever. Yolanda must have been jealous, but she did not reveal it at all.

 Still, the way he specifically asked about Philip was rather obvious. Everyone knows that Philip's career has not gone well these years, and that Wynn marrying him was a big mistake. But here is where Yolanda is. 

They had just met each other, but he had already asked about Philip, and in a mocking tone as well. Wynn smiled slightly and replied politely, "He's in the hospital with Mila. He just finished his operation." Yolanda looked surprised to hear that.

 She pulls Wynn aside and starts talking to him about Mila. After a while, he turned the conversation back to Philip, painstakingly advising Wynn, "You should trust me, Wynn. 

Men today are terrible, and they always go behind their wives to be with their lovers. You have to take good care of Philip and make sure he doesn't sneak in. Yeah, he's not that successful, but he still loves you so much.

 That's why you have to keep an eye on him. See me! I'm single and free." Yolanda spoke with 'sincerity', her eyes twitching as she constantly noticed the change in Wynn's expression.

 Wynn smiled and said, "Oh, I trust Philip. He's not gonna play around out there." Yolanda frowned deeply when she heard that. Suddenly, he said, "Oh yeah, I suddenly remembered something. 

I saw Philip on the way here, but I don't know if I should tell you this." He deliberately hesitated, building up tension. Wynn asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you? What do you see?"

Yolanda looked around them and then pulled out her phone, saying, "First of all, I didn't take this on purpose. I just happened to meet her, okay? Try to stay calm."

 As he said that, Yolanda showed Wynn doubting the video she had just taken secretly. As he played it, he even showed anger, saying, "Look, Wynn! You don't believe me, do you?

But look, all men today are like this. If you don't watch him, he'll play around everywhere. Look Philip! The girl was only twenty years old, and she even got into her car so casually.

 How shameless!" He added, "Who knows where they're going. However, if you ask me, it's the direction of the Hilton Hotel.." Yolanda let her voice disappear there.

 Wynn was shocked and angry at the video! He trusted Philip, of course, but it was only natural that he was angry to see such a thing! The main problem is that the girl in the video is very pretty and has a nice body. She even hugged Philip's arm and pulled him into the car. 

Regardless of his anger, however ... Wynn didn't let his anger show up. He kept his expression calm as he said, "Oh, that's my brother's son. He had to meet Philip for something. I know about that." 

This time, it was Yolanda who was panicking. "You know about that? It's impossible." Yolanda doesn't believe that Wynn knows, so she suspects that Wynn is lying. Even so, he could not see any anger or panic on Wynn's face. Even after they parted, Yolanda still crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Looking at Wynn's back as he left, Yolanda muttered to herself, "Are my guesses wrong?" Whatever, forget it. Getting that money is more important. If possible, he'd like to invite Sugar Daddy out tonight. Wynn left the bank without even checking the account balance. He's so mad!

As soon as he got into his car, he called Philip and demanded loudly,

"Where are you, Philip?" At that moment, Philip had been dragged by Melody to the Dragonstone Mountain race track. It was a very spacious and high-class track. Even Philip didn't know that Riverdale had a place like this. 

"I'm busy outside, Wynn. What's problem?" Philip walked to the side, carrying the princess doll in one hand. "Who are you with?" Wyn grunting. "none. Just a few friends." Philip turned around and glanced at Melody and the others.

They all looked at him strangely. "Is that so?" Hit it! Wynn just hung up, leaving Philip on the back foot.

 What the hell just happened? Do all women go on a rampage at will like that? "Hey, Clarke, are you done with that call? You rampaging? " At a distance, Frederick laughed at Philip, his contempt written clearly on his face. "Haha, it seems like he doesn't even know where he is right now. His feet must be cold."

Another girl was leaning against a red Mustang, chewing gum while mocking.

The others exchanged glances and laughed out loud, hurling insults at Philip.

Melody said nothing either. When he saw Philip approaching, he finally walked towards him, his expression cold. He grabbed his phone and said coldly, "We played today. Don't worry about anything else." Philip looked helpless. They dragged him here, so what did they want to 'play'?

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