The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 118

Wynn was shocked somewhat out of her wits. Why would they call Philip…

Mr. Clarke? Wait! This man… This man was the owner of Virtuous Court, Javier Morris! He had personally attended Wynn’s father’s birthday party last time, bringing with him good wine and even a platinum membership card! Besides, Wynn clearly remembered that he had mentioned Mr. Clarke last time too. Back then, everyone was looking down on Philip, so naturally they would never associate that name with him. Only Wynn paid a little extra attention to that, though soon she too forgot about that as well. Now, though… Right here and now... Javier had approached them once again.

No matter how ignorant Wynn might be, by now she would have started to piece some things together. So that night, Javier had given her father that gift in Philip’s stead, huh? It went without saying that Philip noticed the gears turning in Wynn’s head. Crap. She must be onto something now. That was why he gave Javier a cold glare. Just one look was enough to scare Javier speechless. What the heck? Did I end up offending Mr. Clarke? Javier was so terrified that his legs shook. Ignoring Aiden, who was still yelling his head off, Philip walked up to a clearly disorientated Wynn. She even took a few steps back, retreating away from him in alarm. “Wynn, I’ll answer any questions you might have later, okay? For now, could you wait for me outside?” Wynn frowned her beautiful brows, looking at Philip in confusion. She then glanced at Aiden and Javier, finally nodding without a word and stumbling out of the lobby, still somewhat dazed. Before she left, she turned around once to look at Philip. He was still wearing that gentle smile she knew so well. That put her heart somewhat at ease. No matter what, he was still Philip Clarke. Philip heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Wynn leave through the door. His mind was running a mile a minute as he wondered how he should explain this to Wynn and try to pull the wool over her eyes. Well, if he really could not keep it under wraps anymore, should he consider telling her the truth? Perhaps he could give her some hints as to his true identity and see how she reacted. Having settled with that, Philip stopped worrying about it and turned to look at Aiden instead. The latter began to panic slightly when he saw Javier bring his guards to intervene.

What kind of a ridiculous joke was this meant to be? He was just a useless piece of trash, a mere delivery man! What did he do to warrant being called Mr. Clarke? Had Javier

with Javier. Yes, Javier Morris was just the owner of a restaurant, but apparently he had a

him relatively politely. Javier saw Philip frown, and the former immediately straightened up. He approached Aiden head-on and looked at him coldly, saying, “Mr. Grant, this here is my territory. Could you care to explain why you brought thugs here to start a riot?” Javier did not want to make an enemy out of Aiden either. Aiden had a rich and powerful father, and offending him would not do Javier any

Morris, you’ve f*cking lost your mind!” Aiden roared, hurriedly holding his nose. All his life, Aiden had never suffered such a beating. Did they have a grudge against his nose today? “Shut