The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 638

Marcus stood up and held his hands behind his back, telling the old man Len next to him, “Uncle Len, take her away.” Len nodded slightly. Wynn saw the old man take one step after another toward her, the pressure rolling off him in dangerous waves! “Sorry, girl.” With that, Len reached his hand out and grabbed Wynn! Just then, the door to the chairperson’s office flew open.

Philip stumbled in, smiling sheepishly. “You asked for me, Madam Johnston?” They were at work, after all. He should not call her honey.

Madam Johnston, what’s happening here?” Philip had been standing outside for a long time now. He came in and feigned ignorance, though. “Philip Clarke! Well, well, you saved me the trouble of going to you.” The embers of rage in Marcus’ chest flared to life the moment Philip barged in. He pointed at Philip, his expression instantly dark! Just the mere thought of what happened last time made Marcus grit his teeth in pure hatred! He had never been so embarrassed before! If his family had not been holding back, he would have come for revenge a long while ago! When Blake and Houston Michaels saw Philip, both of them quietly took a few steps back and stood in a corner wordlessly. They had unanimously chosen to stand by and watch this conflict unfold. “Oh my, Master Quaid! When did you come to Riverdale? Why didn’t you tell me in advance? I would’ve come to greet you.” Philip laughed heartily and politely reached his arms out to Marcus, giving the latter a hug. Marcus was perplexed. What was Philip planning this time? Marcus pushed Philip aside, patting the dust off his expensive suit. “Get away from me! Know your place!” To be honest, Philip had never taken Marcus Quaid

smile, but the moment his gaze met Len’s, both of them understood! They were both experts! About equally as strong! Len was shocked. He never expected to see such a skilled young man in

stared at Philip. Philip chuckled and was the first to break the silence. “What are you talking about, Madam Johnston? Something feels off about the atmosphere.” Wynn was extremely grateful right now, like a drowning person grasping desperately onto a raft. She kept giving Philip signals with her eyes as she said coolly, “The Quaids want to purchase Beacon, but I won’t have it.” Philip turned to look at Marcus with a smile. “You want to purchase

her chin coolly as she said, “If you have anything to say, say it to

you want to discuss, Clarke?” He was in no rush. This time, he came prepared. He was determined to win Beacon, obtain Wynn, and then kill Philip! Three birds with one stone! Philip chuckled. When he saw that the old man was not moving, he purposely sat down and crossed his