The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 535

Wynn had no way of knowing, and she did not have the time to wonder either. Blake chuckled coolly and stood up, patting down his suit. “You have much to learn, Madam Johnston. 40% is your bottom line, but 50% is mine.

Again, take your time to reconsider. I’m in no hurry to get an answer.” Blake stood up and left. When Blake walked out of the conference room and passed by the marketing department's office, he suddenly heard a call behind him. “Come quick, Philip!” a colleague shouted. Philip had had nothing to do, so he went to the washroom, but then he heard someone calling his name as soon as he walked through the door. Blake frowned deeply, his face instantly ice-cold. He looked at Philip’s smiling face and imprinted that image into his heart! That was the man! That was Philip Clarke, the one his son had mentioned! The man who had repeatedly interrupted his plans. They truly were enemies, fated to meet. Philip could feel the intense hostility emanating from the man behind him as well, and he turned, immediately meeting Blake’s dark look. ‘Haha, he seems pretty unhappy with me.’ Philip just glanced at Blake before turning around and talking to his colleague.

Blake’s expression was hard, his heart burning with rage. It took him a lot of effort to control his emotions, but in front of the entire marketing department, he asked Philip coldly, “Are you Philip Clarke?” Was the old fox that easy to incense? Philip turned to look at him, asking blankly, “Do you know me?” Everyone in the marketing department was confused. That was Blake Michaels, the head of the Michaels family from Golden City. He was a mammoth in Golden City’s commercial scene, one of the twenty richest people in the area! So why was he starting a conversation with Philip, the good-for-nothing wimp? How ridiculous! Blake pulled himself together and put on a mild smile, saying, “Oh, Houston mentioned you. He said you’re an exemplary employee here at Beacon. It’s nice to see you today.”

on a plate! Philip responded with a fake smile. “Oh, so

a low-level assistant here at Beacon, nothing near as impressive as you’re making me sound, Mr. Michaels.” Their little conflict had naturally attracted Wynn and Minerva’s attention as they walked out of the conference

condition to the previous ones. You must fire him!”

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