The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

At the same time, Philip had reached Civil Gallery. Today was his father-in-law’s exhibition, so he had come to help out. As soon as he entered the door, Philip noticed that the hall had been luxuriously decorated. There was quality and taste. It was definitely not done simply. It seemed that Anna had put in a lot of effort. Jasmine then noticed Philip, who was looking around at the door. She walked over with a smile and greeted, “Hello, do you need my help with anything? Uhm, you are…” The exhibition today was extremely important. Manager Carter had instructed that everything had to be perfect as the guests today were all prominent figures in Riverdale City.

Hence, all the staff had to be respectful and humble. They should never judge a person by their looks. Jasmine had thought that Philip was a guest here for the exhibition. After all, she had already received a few, and they were now waiting at the resting area in the next hall. But to her surprise, it was him. Philip looked up and smiled faintly. “Hello, we meet again. I’m looking for Charles Johnston.” “Mr. Johnston?” Jasmine asked curiously before she put on a smile. Bowing slightly, she said, “Follow me, please.”

Philip nodded. This young lady was not bad, after all. She was very sincere.

aura. He reached out to pat Philip on his shoulder and insulted him, “You shouldn’t be here today. It’s just a disgrace. The guests here at the exhibition are all prominent figures of Riverdale City. Wouldn’t a useless son-in-law like you

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expression was a little dark. “I’m here to help.” “Help?” Aiden laughed out loud. “How hilarious! Is there a need for wretched trash like you to help out here? Can’t you see where this place is? Or what? Are you here

expression darkened. “I’m sorry, Mr. Grant. Our manager has instructed that everyone who comes here are guests. Please forgive me for being unable to comply.” Unable to comply? Fine, fine, fine! Aiden swung his hand away. After shooting Philip a vicious glare, he led his friends away. He was in a rush to flatter and boast in front of Uncle Johnston. After Aiden left, Philip courteously said to Jasmine, “Thank you.” “There’s no need to. Let me take you to the resting area.” Jasmine smiled. Her

on a trench coat, left the company building, and directly got into the Benz waiting at the entrance. Just in case, Wynn had typed out a message to Philip. She then carefully placed her phone in her bag. Gavin was sitting in the back seat. When he saw Wynn walking over in sensual steps, his

squinted as he scanned Wynn over and over again. Wynn tugged her hand back awkwardly and gave a small smile. “Mr. Scott…” Jeffrey noticed that he was forgetting his manners and quickly let go. He sat down with a smile. “Deputy Manager Johnston is just too enchanting. Come, come, this is a French wine I’ve brought over, Remy Martin. I’m sure Deputy Manager Johnston will love it,” said Jeffery with a smile and a cigar in his mouth. He poured a full glass for Wynn. However, Wynn did not take it. She refused to. “Mr. Scott, I can’t drink.” She then tugged on her trench coat to cover her legs because Jeffrey had been staring. Seeing Wynn hesitating, Gavin sitting nearby, said with a cold laugh, “Deputy Manager Johnston, my uncle has personally poured you wine. Isn’t it inappropriate if you don’t drink?” Jeffrey put the glass down on the coffee table and leaned back, saying coldly, “Deputy Manager Johnston, are you looking down on me? If that’s the case, we don’t need to talk about the collaboration anymore.” A blatant threat. Just moments through the door and already, he was showing his true colors. After Wynn pondered, she quickly took up the glass and said, “Please don’t get upset, Mr. Scott. I’ll drink.” Then, with a frown, she drank the whole glass of Remy Martin in one go. This was all for Mila, for her family. “Mr. Scott, here, this should do it, right?” Wynn wiped the corners of her mouth and gestured to the empty glass. Jeffrey clapped, smiling to his eyes. “Deputy Manager Johnston has great alcohol tolerance.” For the next half an hour, Wynn was continuously forced to drink by Jeffrey and Gavin until she felt her head spin and fell to the sofa, mumbling drunken words. Gavin and Jeffrey exchanged glances. The latter immediately got up and walked to Wynn, flashing a dirty smile. “Deputy Manager Johnston…