The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 76

Wesley Warren flushed a deep red! He had been humiliated! ‘How dare this piece of trash say such things? ‘How dare he threaten to throw me and dad out of Arc de Triumph?! ‘Where did this idiot get his bravery from? ‘Fish Leong? ‘This was preposterous!’ “So Philip Clarke, does this mean that as long as I’m not thrown out of Arc de Triumph by the end of today, I’ll hear a ‘Master Wesley’ from your mouth as you kneel before me?” Wesley was pissed. The corners of his lips lifted into a sneer as he spoke. Perhaps, all that Philip had left was his ability to bluff. “Slim chance. Hardly probable.”

Philip did not want to entertain Wesley either, considering his goal here was to have dinner. He never planned to stir trouble, but the other had done nothing but humiliate him the entire time. To turn a blind eye would be a disgrace to his identity as the heir to his family’s fortune! ‘So Wesley Warren wants to be arrogant? ‘So he thinks he holds the higher ground?

shall take away your status and everything you own!’

expression sarcastic and unkind. “You hear that? Still f*cking posing are you? You have my respect. Why Wynn would choose a good-for-nothing like you is out of my comprehensive abilities!” ‘Hilarious, f*cking hilarious! ‘His lie has been seen through, and here he is still calm and unnerved.’ Philip did not say much. He merely opted to reply nonchalantly, “Give it a moment. I believe the man you called is his dad, Samuel Warren? I do suppose he wouldn’t have much of a say at the shareholder meeting with his two percent stocks. So it makes sense that his father doesn’t know of it yet. It should be any moment now, though.” Philip was right. This transfer of shares was an unanimous agreement made by all major shareholders. Minor shareholders had no say at all. As a result, Samuel Warren had yet to receive a notice. Though it would not be too long before he would. With that said, there was nothing more Philip could do, and so he began to chat with his colleagues. “Quite the poser you are, Philip Clarke. My dad has no right, you say? You’re hilarious. Who do you think you are? The amazing Jack Ma? Or

and I would greatly appreciate it if you would be so kind to stop judging me with the limited knowledge you have. You cannot possibly have an idea about how much money I have, for not even I myself know the exact amount. However, it is likely that the people you’ve mentioned, Jack Ma and Warren Buffet, do not have as much as I do.” F*ck! Every word that came out from his mouth was pure bullsh*t! Did he think he was Takumi Fujiwara from Initial D? What ostentatious bullsh*t! Though, Philip