Chapter 367

After 6pm that evening, Philip, who was keeping Mila company at the hospital, received a call from George Thomas. “Young Master, please remember to attend your party at Copper Peacock Plaza. Do you need me to go pick you up?” “No, I can go on my own,” Philip said. The party at Copper Peacock Plaza was here at last. Who would he meet? He was actually quite curious. What kind of an expression would Wynn have when she found out who he really was? What about Frank McDonald? Would he wet his pants when he knew? “Hey, Howard? Let’s go shopping for some clothes in a bit.

Come with me to a party tonight.” Philip called Howard and said, “Oh, and pick me up in your car, will you?” Philip had only called Howard a few times since the last incident. The latter was getting busy now too. It was not easy to run an entire business, after all. As for Philip’s true identity, Howard knew part of it. What he knew was actually already beyond what most people could imagine. In that case, he might as well take Howard with him tonight, give him some opportunities and connections. He was a friend, after all. “Sure,” Howard replied. After he hung up, Philip walked out of the hospital and immediately received the invitation George had sent someone to bring to him. Unfortunately, he bumped into Samantha at the door. She was just about to get into a car, the very Lincoln Frank had bought for her.

It was worth more than a million. Naturally, Samantha had spotted Philip as well. The two of them exchanged a look but no words. Her eyes were still filled with contempt. Meanwhile, Frank was eager to show off again. He wound down the window and said with a half-smile, “Oh, if it isn’t Philip.

hitch a ride with us?”

to give him a ride either. He was just pulling Philip’s leg for his own self-satisfaction. “Hah, you piece of trash. Do you really think I was going to give you a ride? Don’t

his breath. He did not say it very loudly, but everyone could hear him. He acted kind and gentlemanly in front of Wynn, but in front of Philip now, he showed his true colors. “Are you done, Frank? Don’t waste your breath on trash like him. Come on, let’s go,” said Samantha coldly as she got into the passenger’s seat. She was in a bad mood

why Samantha not conceiving? Was it because she had too many abortions in the past? Did that

a cold sneer after the car left. He was looking forward to seeing Frank’s expression at the party that night. At the place they had agreed on, Howard had

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