The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

“Since Mr. Clarke isn’t here, I won’t disturb you any longer. Please have a great time.” Javier had come so suddenly and left after delivering gifts, leaving the crowd shocked. Charles coughed with the card still in his hand and asked, “Does any of you know this Mr. Clarke?” Everyone shook their heads. A figure powerful enough to have the owner of Virtuous Court personally bring over delicious food and great wine was not someone they could be acquainted with their lowly status. “Could it be Philip Clarke?” No one knew who had said this for fun, but the whole room burst into laughter.

“Stop joking, how could it be that trash? If it were him, I’d eat these wine bottles.” “Other than having the same last name, what else does our cousin brother-in-law have to show for?” A few of the youngsters were mocking without reserve. Wynn found it hard to bear, so she scolded furiously,

“That’s enough! What are you guys saying? He is still your cousin brother-in-law no matter what!” Tsk! A few of the youngsters cocked up their eyebrows arrogantly but said nothing more. Charles chimed in and asked everyone to stop making a fuss. Charles’ friends were now extremely envious of him. “Charles, my man, how could you? You know such a powerful figure, but you didn’t introduce him to us.” “This too much. First, it’s a treasured painting. Now, there’s a ‘Mr. Clarke’.” “Come, come, come, forget about all those. These are precious liquors, a king’s drink, waiting to be tasted.” Charles felt it a waste to consume them all now, so he kept one bottle and opened the other. The others did not say anything because being able to have one taste of those liquors was enough to last them a lifetime.

The boss behind the art gallery has ‘Clarke’ as the last name. Could he have known that it was your

was only guessing, but the boss

never met him before, the secretary who liaised with him told him that the man’s name was ‘Clarke’ and he hoped to keep a low profile. “Really? Then, I must thank Mr. Clarke properly. He’s just too kind.” Charles was visibly excited. He then tugged Aiden’s arm and

you have to arrange a meeting for me with this Mr. Clarke. I can tell that he’s also a collector.” “I will, surely,” Aiden happily promised. To be able to be held in such

keep staying here, so he waved to allow her to leave. The distance between his daughter and himself had grown a lot in the past two years. This was all thanks to that useless Philip. “Sis, are you in a rush to get back? Remember not to scold our cousin brother-in-law,” Lynn continued to mock. “His gift was quite nice, although it’s a fake.” Wynn had just reached the door when she heard this. She clenched her fists and left without ever looking back. As soon as she left, the group started discussing this mysterious Mr. Clarke while belittling Philip. Not long after he had left Virtuous Court, Philip received a text message: Mr. Clarke, this is Javier Morris. Everything is

looked at her daughter with reddened eyes. It seemed like she was trying very hard to suppress her emotions. “What’s wrong?” Philip noticed Wynn’s odd behavior. “Philip, do you plan to let Mila stay this way? Don’t you want her to get better treatment? Didn’t the doctor say that as long as we can pay one million, Mila can get her surgery done?” Wynn’s eyes

the daughter to the heir of the world’s largest consortium. She is a heavenly child, a noble young lady. “Solution? Other than embarrassing me, what else can you do?” Wynn accused Philip furiously. “At my father’s birthday today, forget giving him a cheap gift, why did you have to give him a painting? It was even a counterfeit! Do you know what they’re saying about me? I’ve had enough of you Philip Clarke, can’t you think of me and Mila a little more?” Philip knew that Wynn had experienced a lot of hardship and grievances in the past two years. They have been mocked and ridiculed, but he had his reasons that he could not help it. However, now that he had inherited his family fortune, things were going to be different. “Wynnie, trust me. I will definitely give Mila the best treatment, and I will definitely make up to the hurt that you’ve been feeling for the past two years.” Philip hugged Wynn’s shoulders but the latter pushed him away. Wynn was extremely disappointed. He was always saying this, but not once did it come true. “Enough, I don’t want to hear anymore. I will discharge Mila and take her with me tomorrow. I will find a solution myself.” Wynn wiped her tears and said resolutely. “Wynnie, I’m actually…” Philip could not resist. But the moment he spoke, Wynn shot him a glare. “You’re what? You’re a useless piece of trash!” said Wynn icily. Philip was then pushed out of the ward while Wynn stayed