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!”

his phone to make a call. However, when he looked down, his phone disappeared

an adult and you’re trying to tell on us.

the phone he had just snatched with a smile on his face.

this company. What board? He only gave up on

idea when a vice-chairman appeared

“You! What did you say?” Houston’s eyes went wide. This was the first time someone had

though she was the chairwoman of the company and owned 60 percent of the shares, she did not have the power to

he glared at Houston before leaving. Inside the office, Philip could hear a few female employees whispering among themselves. “There’s a new vice-chairman in the office. He’s quite good looking.” “I heard he’s one of the Michaels from Golden City. They’re quite powerful in Riverdale.” “A young master from Golden City! I really hope a Prince Charming like him will fancy me.” “Keep dreaming, you little wh*re!” … When Philip heard this, he turned around to leave the office. Then, he called Old Man 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?” “Young Master, this was decided by Madam Wallis

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