The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 455

Houston was shocked. He looked into Philip’s eyes and started to feel guilty.

What was wrong with this guy? He did not appear to be a useless bum who depended on his woman... “What are you doing? What do you mean who sent me? I’m the vice-chairman here! Who are you and how dare you talk to me this way?” Houston’s face fell. He stared at Philip arrogantly and said.

Philip did not back away. He said calmly, “Then let me give you a piece of advice, Mr. Michaels. Don’t cross my wife, and most importantly, don’t cross me.” Philip was the heir of an influential family. He knew how to read people. There was something fishy about Houston Michaels. Hehe! Houston chuckled coldly. How dare a spineless coward threaten him. What a joke!

He was from the Michaels family. He was someone who had the support of the Wallises from Golden City. How dare an idiot like him have the audacity to speak to him like this. He was digging his own grave! “Madam Johnston, is this your wonderful husband? He’s indeed amazing. I’m going to report this to the board. I want to see how the board will take care of this!”

make a call. However, when he looked

tell on us. Are

phone he had just snatched

What board? He only gave up on

idea when a vice-chairman appeared in Beacon.

to ask Old Man George about this later. If it could not work, he would dismiss the board and give everything to Wynn so that she could have absolute power over the company. “You! What did you say?” Houston’s eyes went wide. This was the first time someone had the audacity to talk back to him. He said angrily, “Madam Johnston, look! How can

“Philip, put the phone down. You should go out first.” Wynn knew that even though she was the chairwoman of the company and owned 60 percent of the shares, she did not have the power to decide anything with just one

George and asked, “Old Man George, what’s going on with Beacon? Didn’t I already buy it? Why are there still other companies investing in it? Who’s Houston Michaels?”

the phone. Giada was too nosey. He had to teach her a lesson. If not, she would think that he was a trapped beast. Over here, after Houston exited the chairwoman’s office, he came to the rooftop. He dialed a number and said