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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 278
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Chapter 278

Everyone fetched for their phones immediately even though most of them were aware that the phone ringing was not their own.

Staring at Deaton, Philip motioned with a jerk of his chin. “It’s yours.” Stunned, Deaton reached for his pockets to realize it was

indeed his phone. Most importantly, it was from his company’s secretary. Had he not already established that they were not to

disturb him today? Deaton frowned. Having no idea what the meaning behind the call was, he picked it up with a smile. “Right in

time. A call from my company’s secretary. I’ll get to ask if my assets have been…” Before he could finish speaking, his ear was

met with the anxious voice of his sexy female secretary. “Mr. Wade, something has happened!

Our company’s been bought and transferred to someone else’s name.”

Stunned, cold sweat began to form on Deaton’s forehead. “What?” He was shocked. The unease in his

chest caused his entire body to shiver in fear as he stared at Philip. “Mr. Wade, all your holdings have

been transferred to someone else! As of right now, you’ve gone bankrupt!” the female secretary

worriedly exclaimed. Bang! Deaton paled as he felt his brain crash. His legs gave out as he landed

butt-first on the floor. That was an appalling sight.

Ruby was especially agitated. Quickly reaching to pull Deaton up, she exclaimed in a spoiled tone, “Mr.

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Wade! What’s wrong? What happened?”

With his face seemingly drained of blood, Deaton sat dejectedly on the floor.

‘Bankrupt? ‘He had gone bankrupt! ‘No way!’ Immediately, Deaton demanded with a roar, “Who? Under

whose name have they been transferred to?” The female secretary trembled on the other end of the

line as she answered, “A man called Howard Lowe…” ‘Well, f*ck! ‘He was completely screwed!’ All light

had vanished from Deaton’s eyes upon hearing Howard’s name. His mind blanked. Bang! Before

anyone could get a grasp over what was going on, they found Deaton kneeling before Philip,

prostrating and begging him. “Please forgive me. I was wrong, please! I was wrong!” Everyone was

dazed. What was happening? Ruby could not believe her eyes as she tugged at Deaton. “What

happened, Mr. Wade?” Slap! A furious slap landed on Ruby’s cheek! Deaton stood up with renewed

vigor and sent another slap her way as he raged. “F*ck you! You screwed me over, b*tch! All my

holdings have been transferred to Howard Lowe!” Ruby was confused. She felt wronged. Cradling her

cheek, her eyes were brimmed with unshed tears. “Transferred? You’re joking right, Mr. Wade?” Ruby

was petrified. ‘What the f*ck is Deaton doing? Why is he acting along to Philip’s script?’ Deaton

appeared in front of Howard the next second and begged on his knees. “Mr. Howard, please! Please,

let me go! I’m sorry, I should never have gone after your girl! Please, forgive me!” Deaton was a bright

man. He knew that for Philip to just transfer all his holdings away, it meant that this man was practically

a god! This was not someone he could offend! He could only beg for forgiveness! Everyone was

stunned, shock dawning on all of their faces. Especially Ruby, who looked as if she had been force-fed

feces. ‘All of Deaton’s holdings have been transferred, and to Howard Lowe too. ‘That’s hundreds of

millions worth of assets! ‘That means Howard Lowe is a millionaire! ‘No way! ‘All with a call from Philip

Clarke?’ “No way! There has to be some kind of mistake! It’s not funny to joke around like this, Mr.

Wade.” Ruby was in disbelief. She was not alone in that sense. Everyone else watching could not

believe their eyes too, opting to understand it as some large-scale prank. Right then entered

authoritative figures who walked straight in to arrest Deaton. “Deaton Wade, we have reason to believe

that you have resorted to illegal means to seek profit.

Please come with us to assist in our investigation.” Jaws dropped as they watched Deaton get dragged

limply away. Holy sh*t! This was actually f*cking happening! In an instant, everyone’s gaze toward

Philip Clark shifted into something indescribable. One call was all it took for him to end Deaton Wade.

Philip turned his apathetic gaze to Ruby. “Next up, your turn.” That mere sentence was enough to scare

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the strength from Ruby’s legs. Dropping onto the floor, she began to bawl. “Brother Clarke! I’m sorry! I

shouldn’t have laughed at you! I didn’t know how great of a power you had. Please, forgive me!” That,

ladies and gentlemen, was Ruby Ford, a complete b*tch. Philip called her out coldly. “The one you

should be apologizing to is Howard!” Howard was still in shock as he watched the woman he had loved

for four years crawling and begging on the floor toward him like a b*tch in heat. “Howard! Forgive me,

please! I should never have cheated on you, I’m sorry! This is all my fault!” Ruby slapped herself

across her face as she sobbed, trying her best to gain Howard’s sympathy.

Unfortunately for her, Howard’s heart was already numb from the pain. He stared emotionlessly at Ruby and clenched his fists as

he shouted, “Get out!

From this moment on, we become strangers. Do not come to me ever again, Ruby Ford!” Ruby was shaken. Quickly picking

herself off the floor, she spared both Philip and Howard a glance before mortifyingly pulling her friends to leave. The round of

spectators began to thin out, and Philip patted his confounded friend on his shoulder. “Alright. I’ll answer all your questions

another day. Tonight, we drink like there is no tomorrow.”

Howard nodded and entered their private room to drink the night away. The night ended with Philip hailing Howard a ride home.

Turning around, he walked to the car park. Mila was still in the hospital. Right then came a call from Wynn. “Hello, Wynnie?

What’s up?” Philip asked, letting the wind blow against him to rid himself of the scent of alcohol. On the other end of the call

came Wynn’s quiet voice. “Philip. There’s this woman, a Giada Wallis? She’s here to see Mila. She says you’re…”