The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 232

At the same time, Derrick’s phone rang. He looked at the number and ran to one side politely before answering it. “M-Miss Sommerset, how can I help you?” “Did Wynn Johnston manage to secure the contract with Turner’s branch?” A cold voice asked. “Yes, Miss Sommerset. Director Stanley from Turner came here personally and signed it just now.” The back of Derrick’s head was drenched in sweat; his legs were trembling from fear. Chloe Sommerset was very difficult to deal with. As of now, Derrick was the only one who knew that Chloe was the new boss of the company. He could guess that everything Chloe did was related to Wynn. It could even be related to Philip. “Got it.” Slam! She hung up the phone. Derrick started to panic. He did not know what she was thinking. He calmed himself down before returning to the office. At that time, everyone was still discussing what to eat in Arc de Triumph that night. Then, Wynn received a phone call. It was from Eric. “Hello, Wynn. Where are you? I’m at Riverdale Plaza. Come pick me up.” Eric’s tone was extremely arrogant, and he was speaking as if he was ordering his servant. Wynn was surprised. There was a stunned expression on her face as she said coldly, “Eric? Why are you here?” Why was Eric there? “Wynn, I’m here to enjoy myself of course! Why? Don’t you want to entertain me?” Eric was at Riverdale Plaza. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and chewing on a piece of gum. He looked very stylish in his floral shirt. Nevertheless, he looked wanton and unrestrained at the same time. He was leaning against a remodeled Benz sport’s car that was red in color and toying with his car keys. He looked cool and flashy. Naturally, he attracted the attention of a few pretty girls that even came to flirt with him.

they were wearing earrings, nose rings, boots, booty shorts, and crop tops. They were typical hedonistic children of rich parents. The way they dressed made it seem that they were obviously into cars. Wynn pondered for a while before saying, “Okay, I’ll pick you up later.” Eric hung up the phone and looked at the clear blue sky. A smirk appeared on his face. He snapped his fingers and smiled at his gang. “Showtime.” They looked at

a lot of cars parked at the plaza. However, she did not

in the car, and there was an eerie smile on his face. At that moment, Wynn was stunned. She stood motionless and watched in a daze as the red Benz sport’s car charged toward her. Moreover, her ears began to buzz from the rumbling of the motor. Only when the Benz sport’s car was one meter away from Wynn did the car swiftly drift beside her and circle her. Finally, it stopped with a loud buzz. Eric pushed open the car door, got out of it, and held it open with his hand on its frame. Then, he removed his sunglasses with his other hand and said provocatively, “Hey, Wynn, were you scared stupid?” Hahaha! Laughter sounded behind Wynn. Eric’s friends began walking toward Wynn and looking at her from head to toe without the slightest scruple. A few of the