The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 477

Philip touched her nose and said, “Your husband is still capable, okay? From now on, I’m your knight.” Wynn rolled her eyes at him shyly. Over here, Houston was gritting his teeth in anger. He looked at the couple who were walking over and yelled, “Madam Johnston, you have to give me an explanation for what happened today. If not, I’ll report you to the board of directors!” Wynn walked over with a cold expression on her face. She said,

“Everyone, this is our new colleague, Philip Clarke. From now on, he’s my assistant.” Clap, clap, clap! The thunderous claps drowned out Houston’s protest instantly. Everyone had their opinions about what happened. Philip really led his life while depending on women. He became the chairwoman’s assistant just like that. How shameless it was to depend on a woman to climb the corporate ladder. However, Philip did not care. He would only stay for a few days. “Alright, just you wait!” Houston knew he would not achieve his goal today, so he left with his assistant angrily. Philip smiled and waved.

After he said that, Wynn pulled his ear and dragged him into her office. On the other end of the door, everyone could hear all kinds of chatter and sounds of amusement in the room. “Darling, don’t tire yourself out. It’s not good if you tire the baby.” Philip was kneeling on the floor while listening to Wynn’s stomach. Wynn pushed him away. She laughed and scolded. “What are you listening to? It hasn’t even been that long!” Philip laughed and ran behind Wynn to massage her shoulders for her. At the same time. At the South River District, inside the branch of Anderson Group, Noah slammed down on his desk in the general manager’s office. He pushed a stack of documents to the floor, and in the process, smashed a lot of decorations. He pointed at his subordinates in front of him and roared, “Useless swines! Is it so hard to catch one person? How did I manage to hire you? “Good-for-nothing! Pieces of trash!” Noah was fuming. He went over and kicked the two of them. Then, the ringtone of his phone interrupted his anger. He looked at the caller ID of his phone and frowned. He tugged his tie and composed his breathing. He said, “Hello, Mr. Michaels…” Before Noah could finish speaking, he heard Houston’s angry

expect Philip to have such good tolerance. “Is there someone else

really think I’m your runner?” Noah was seething. He removed his tie and stood in front of the french window. He looked down on the city streets. The glass reflected his icy expression. His eyes were filled with malice. “Contact all of the brothers in my family. I have to take down Wynn!

was an unquestionable deviousness on

continued. “I don’t want to see this