The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 364

“Thanks, but no thanks, Manager Frank. I quite like the feeling of being taken care of by my wife. Plus, she likes taking care of me.” Philip said shamelessly as he smiled at Wynn. “Sure, I’ll take care of you,” Wynn replied coordinately, her eyes sparkling with stars. Anger flared in Frank at the scene before him. Scoffing, he returned to his seat for there was not much left for him to say. Samantha saw through him and kicked Frank under the table, mumbling, “What’s that all about? You can’t possibly have taken a fancy to my cousin now, have you?!” Her piercing gaze demanded answers. Frank smiled, holding Samantha’s small hand in his own. “What are you talking about? There’s only you.” The meal progressed with Paula’s family picking on Philip at any chance they got. To which he merely brushed off and paid them no heed. After all, it would not make sense to let such brainless comments dampen his mood. Wynn, though, nudged the back of his legs worriedly with her own and whispered, “Are you okay? We can go out if you’re not.” Philip smiled. “It’s okay. I’ve gotten used to it.” Frank only got more frustrated as he watched Philip and Wynn murmur to each other. He was going to humiliate the dumb f*cker in front of everyone!

“What’s going on, Manager Stanford? Did I not say to reserve the Dragon King Room?!” From outside the room came the frustrated voice of a middle-aged man. “I’m really sorry, Mr. Wagner. There has been a mistake. How about I move you to the Crown Prince Pavillion instead?” “Move? What’s the point of moving us now? I want this private room! Do you have any idea who Mr. Cash is meeting today? Go and tell the people inside to give me the room. I’ll compensate for the price.” “This… To tell you the truth, Mr.

mere restaurant manager such as himself could

felt their status rise. “It’s me, Hiram

halfway through our meal, I don’t think it’s very nice to have us move out now, don’t you think?” “Mr. McDonald? I’m really sorry, but it’d be great if you’ll move,” Hiram asked with both hands pressed together pleadingly. “Sorry, but no! You can take the room, but only after we’ve eaten.” Frank was done with playing nice. After all, there was no way he would disgrace himself in front of his wife and his mother-in-law, let alone with Wynn and Philip in the room! “Exactly! Come again after we’re done. Now get out!” Paula began to rapid-fire her scoldings again and turned to speak to Martha, “Come on, let’s eat, Martha. Forget about him. Frank here knows the boss of this place. Hiram Wagner who?” “What’s going on, Hiram? Is it so difficult to ask you to change a private room? Master Clarke’s on his way.’” The

they’re done eating.” Hiram spoke coldly as he gazed at Frank. “Mr… Mr. Cash?” Frank