The First Heir

The customers who were watching the scene unfold all sucked in huge breaths.
He was so savage!
This was the first time they witnessed someone playing around with money like this.
What a nouveau riche!
Was this how rich people did things?
They were so envious. It was difficult for someone to not feel jealous of a rich man when he was acting like this.
However, Ruby and her friends missed out on this.
If they had seen it, how would they fawn over Philip?
Ruby would definitely dump Howard with no hesitation. Then, she would try to seduce Philip.
At this point, Michael was shaking all over.
He could not believe what he just saw.
All of his men left him for tens of thousands of dollars.
That kid was so rich!
Michael was frantic. He was scared.
What kind of person did his brother offend?
Philip stared at the panicking Michael and said, “What do you think I’ll do to you?”
Michael started sweating buckets when he heard that.
Thud!
In an instant, Michael knelt on the ground and started kowtowing to Philip repeatedly. He said, “Master Clarke, I was wrong. I
was confused. I failed to recognize your greatness. Please forgive me. Please forgive my brother.”

Thud, thud, thud!
The sounds of Michael banging his head against the floor echoed.
Doug was at one side, and he was limp all over. When he saw Philip throwing money around like it was nothing, he understood
that he would die here tonight.
When he looked in front of him, the pair of simple sports shoes that Philip was wearing looked a little dirty.
He lifted his head in fear and saw that icy face. He immediately knelt and begged, “Master... Master Clarke, I was wrong. I was
blind. I shouldn’t have harassed your wife. I was wrong. I deserve to die. Please punish me.”
He looked like the ministers during ancient times who would yell ‘I should die a thousand deaths!’
However, Doug did deserve to die a thousand deaths.
Philip looked at him coldly and said to Jim, “Take good care of them. I don’t want to see them talk while standing.”
Jim nodded instantly and said, “Roger, Young Master.”
“Master Clarke, Master Clarke! Please forgive me! Please forgive my brother!” Michael knelt on the ground and kowtowed
repeatedly. His forehead was covered in blood from the repeated actions.
“Who are you? How dare you beg Master Clarke. You should know the consequences of offending Master Clarke!” Jim went over
and kicked him.
Philip turned around and ignored everything.
Behind him, Michael roared tyrannically, “Philip Clarke, I’ll never forgive you!”
After he said that, Jim went over and kicked him again.
“You reckless fool! How dare you threaten Young Master. You’re really digging your own grave!”
Philip stopped in his tracks and sighed. He said coldly, “Jim, I don’t want to see them in Riverdale ever again.”
After he said that, he walked over to Wynn.

“Come, let’s go home.” Philip carried Wynn bridal style and walked out of the restaurant under everyone’s terrified and envious
gazes.
Wynn curled up in Philip’s arms. Her slender arms circled around Philip’s neck. Her eyes were red. There was love and adoration
in her eyes when she looked at Philip. Then, she planted a quick kiss on his lips.
“Thank you,” Wynn said as soft as a mosquito. She was blushing furiously.
Philip was stunned. His cold eyes softened immediately. He looked at Wynn gleefully and said, “I’m your husband.”
Everyone still could not dispel what had happened even after Philip carried Wynn away.
At the same time, Chloe walked down from upstairs. Her face was icy. A suffocating cold glint was emitting from her beautiful
eyes.
“Miss Sommerset, please help me.” When Doug saw Chloe, he wanted to pounce at her.
However, Chloe’s bodyguard kicked him away immediately. He was slammed against the wall with a loud thud. It was unknown
whether he was still alive or not.
“Miss,” the bodyguard lowered his head and said respectfully.
Chloe looked at the unconscious Doug and said coldly, “Take care of him. I don’t want Philip to know that I have something to do
with this.”
“Yes, Miss.”
On the way home, Philip and Wynn sat in the cab. Wynn was leaning against Philip the entire time. She could feel his broad
chest and heartbeat.
She had a lot of questions in her heart.
“Philip, does your family own Northern Sky Western Restaurant?” Wynn asked.
She was sure that Philip’s family ran restaurants. That would explain why Philip was a good cook.
Philip nodded and said, “Yeah, it belongs to my father.”

After being quiet for a while, Philip decided to tell Wynn. He said, “Wynn, actually, my family...”