The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 143

Philip hurried to explain, “Wynnie, you’re overthinking it. Maybe there’s something wrong with the card. I’ll be back soon.” Patrick was a smart man and caught on immediately. He said, “Madam, please don’t worry about it.

We’ll be back soon. I won’t take up too much of Mr. Clarke’s time.” When Wynn heard his response, she could not say anything else. Hence, she nodded. Philip followed Patrick to the VIP room and took a seat on the cozy sofa while Patrick made him tea. Patrick was still astonished by Philip’s young age. He was a big customer with a balance of a hundred billion after all! The richest man in the country had a net worth of only slightly more than a hundred billion. However, that included the assets of the man’s company. As for Philip, he had a hundred billion in personal savings! It was simply too inconceivable! ‘For him to be so wealthy, he has to be the offspring of a hidden family.’ “Mr. Clarke is so young and talented. I wasn’t expecting you to be so rich. It’s really unexpected,” Patrick said. Sitting next to Patrick was his little lover, the bank teller from the front counter.

too many women that were of the same kind before. “Manager Carson, I only have one request. In a while, when my mother-in-law and wife ask about this, you shall say

a secret. If Martha and Wynn found out about such a large sum of money, the consequences would be unimaginable. It was

him from the dark. How could that woman let him off so easily? What happened

put it in such a way, Patrick could not probe any further. Seeing Patrick’s reluctance, Philip understood what the former was thinking. When Philip was younger, hundreds of bank managers and presidents would knock on his door every day, begging him to take their deposit and wealth management services; they would all promise him a lot of benefits. This Patrick Carson was no exception, otherwise, he would not have brought him to

beat him to it. Excitement and exhilaration welled up in him. Patrick exchanged a glance with his little lover, his face wrinkled with smiles. Were rich people always so generous? “Mr. Clarke, what are you saying? Such