The First Heir

At this time, Juan was in the private room. He held the phone in his hand with a cold expression on his face and said, “Make sure
nothing goes wrong. Otherwise, you won’t get a single cent!”
Juan had prepared for this very night for a long time.
He would not allow anything to go wrong.
He had to take Wynn away and get rid of Philip tonight!
“Mr. Parker, don’t worry. With me, Al Hopper, everything will go smoothly.”
Lewd laughter was soon heard from the phone.
Juan frowned and said coldly, “Just do your part and don’t bother about anything else.”
He did not like Al’s tone.
The guy was famous for being a pervert, but Juan had to use him because of how reliable he was.
At this moment, the door to the private room was pushed open. Soon after, Philip and Wynn entered.
Juan quickly hung up the phone, stood up, and greeted them cheerfully, “Wynn, you’re here.”
When Juan saw Philip, the smile on his face froze. He said icily to Philip, “Philip, just take a seat anywhere. There’s only the
three of us here tonight.”
Philip and Wynn took their seats and the atmosphere in the private room quickly became very awkward.
Juan poured wine for the two of them and said with a smile, “Ever since graduating from university, I think this is the first time
we’re having a meal together.”
Wynn said emotionally, “Yes, it has been three years. Yet, we can still sit and eat together like this.”
Women were emotional creatures; what Wynn said was very true indeed.
Philip was indifferent. He sat beside Wynn and crossed his arms calmly, watching Juan’s performance.
Philip did not know what Juan had planned. Nevertheless, he did know that Juan was not the type of person who gave up easily.

“Wynn, Philip, here, let’s have a toast.” Juan held his glass up.
Seeing Philip’s hesitance, Juan smiled and said, “Why, Philip, you can’t still be angry at me, right?”
Wynn glared at Philip, kicked him under the table, and signaled to him with her eyes.
Philip thought for a moment before raising his glass toasting with the two of them.
During the meal, the chat mainly revolved around their time in college which was nostalgic and enviable.
Halfway through the conversation, a waiter interrupted them out of the blue said that someone was looking for Wynn in the main
hall. Hence, she was led outside.
Shortly after, Juan exited the room as well, claiming that he was going to check out the situation.
Consequently, Philip was left alone in the private room.
At this time, a tall woman with big curls and high heels came into the room.
At first glance, it was obvious that she was a frequent visitor of nightclubs.
As soon as she entered the room, she closed the door behind her, threw her handbag to the side, and approached the dazed
Philip directly.
“Miss, are you sure you’re in the right room?” Philip was a little confused.
However, what happened next gave Philip a foreboding that it was a trap!
The woman simply straddled Philip and kissed him!
Philip was dumbfounded.
What the f*ck was happening?
Philip pushed the woman off him roughly. The woman was not pretentious. Instead, she got up, took a seat on the sofa, and
calmly began smoking her cigarette.
Then, before Philip could react, the door of the private room was kicked open!

Immediately, a few sturdy and heavily-tattooed men rushed in and blocked all the possible exits.
Philip squinted and instantly realized what was happening.
The woman on the sofa then rushed over to one of the men. Her clothes were disheveled as she started crying and sobbing, “Big
Al, you must seek justice for me. Just now... he almost forced himself on me.”
Entrapment!
It was a honey trap!
Philip immediately understood that it was a trap that had been set especially for him!
Even with his toes, he could have guessed who was behind it.
Juan Parker, that despicable b*stard!
The leading tattooed man, Al Hopper, kicked Philip viciously on the chest and cursed fiercely, “F*cker! You dare touch my girl! Do
you want to die!”
Philip looked around coldly. The door and windows were blocked. There was no way out.
He said coldly, “I didn’t touch your girl. She came in on her own. I didn’t do anything to her.”
At this time, many people gathered outside the room; each of them was trying to take a peek inside as they craned their heads.
Al raised his voice, “Everyone, come and have a look. This brat got horny and pulled my girlfriend into his private room. He was
ready to force himself on her but he claimed he didn’t do anything. So, are you saying that the lipstick marks on your mouth and
face were smeared by my girlfriend?”
Immediately, the onlookers began talking amongst themselves.
“Who’d expect such people to be in Concord Hotel? That guy is dressed so shabbily. Not to mention, he’s full of dirty thoughts!”
“This matter should be reported to the police!”
“It’s so disgusting. Why don’t we pull him out and parade him on the streets? Remove his clothes and throw him onto the street!”

For a while, the crowd was enraged.