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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 47
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Leon lifted his head to look at Philip with a bit of anger and apprehension.

“Why wouldn’t we dare to? Since you’ve bought our company, this money belongs to us!” The boy was

reluctant to give in after all. Philip smirked.

Lewis turned around and gave his son another slap. “Shut up!” Leon was stunned. In all of his life, today was

the first time his father had slapped him so many times. He was just about to retort, but Lewis bowed and said

humbly, “If Young Master Clarke wants my company, then it will be a gift to Young Master Clarke. Of course, I

won’t take the money.” Lewis was not an idiot. He knew that only this way, he and his son would be able to

survive.

Philip nodded and glanced at George. The latter had the armored cars driven majestically away from

the door. Yes, just like that, in front of Leon’s eyes, the cars drove away, one by one. That was three

hundred million, all of Larson’s family’s assets! “Dad, what are you doing? That’s the Larson family’s

money!” Leon roared and glared venomously at Philip at the same time. Yet, Lewis admonished him,

saying, “What do you know?! What do you mean by the Larson family’s money? Those are all Young

Master Clarke’s money! Our business could grow only because of President Thomas’s investment. If

he wants to buy it, we have to give it!” President Thomas’s investment was naturally Young Master

Clarke’s investment.

President Thomas? At this, Leon finally noticed that the old man standing beside Philip was none other

than the wealthiest man in Riverdale City! The legendary rich man! And on Philip’s left side, standing a

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little further behind

was a middle-aged man who looked very familiar. Theo… Theo Zander, Brother Theo?! Leon was

baffled. No wonder he thought the man looked familiar from the start. But it was too late for regrets

now. A few minutes later, Lewis and Leon were standing at the door of the dessert shop, bowing as

they saw Philip and his group out. Until Philip and his people were out of sight, like his spine had been

ripped out, Leon fell to the ground, paralyzed. He started mumbling as tears fell, “It’s over; everything’s

over.”

A rich kid whose family assets were worth millions became average in just a blink of an eye. This was

Philip’s approach and rage. Without spending a single cent, he had just changed the ownership of

Prime Harvest Group.

Meanwhile, after a day of twists and turns, Philip could finally take a breather. After carrying his

daughter out, Philip had Theo send Silvia home safely. And just like that, Silvia was sent home by Theo

with a stomach full of questions. Standing at the door of the old house, Philip was carrying Mila as he

scratched her nose. After a laugh, he knocked on the door and called out, “Dad, Mom, I’m home.” He

waited for a brief moment. Clack! The door opened to show Martha with a straight face, staring at Philip

and Mila with disdain. She rolled her eyes and said, “What are you yelling for? You have even brought

this stupid brat back, what bad luck!” Philip gave her a helpless and bitter laugh. Mila was leaning onto

Philip’s shoulder, pouting aggrievedly. Upon entering the door, Philip saw Wynn and his father-in-law

sitting in the living room. The older man seemed to be very furious. “Why did you come back?” Philip

frowned at Wynn. She should be at the hospital, why was she discharged? Slap! The old man slammed

hard on the table.

With a vicious look on his face, he said, “Philip, let’s be frank today. You and Wynn better hurry to the

Civil Affairs Bureau and get a divorce.”

Divorce? Wynn was stunned, and Philip was dumbstruck. This was too sudden! “Dad, what are you

saying? I won’t divorce Philip. This will never happen.” Wynn immediately refused. She reached out to

carry Mila from Philip. Philip was about to sit down when the older woman yelled, “Stand up! Is there

any place for you here to sit? A slacker who does nothing all

day and is good-for-nothing. Did you embarrass your dad today? Now your dad, my old friends, and

colleagues all know about it. You have utterly embarrassed both of us!” Philip was confused. Wynn frowned at

him and asked, “What's going on? Did you make mom and dad angry again?” Why can’t you just cause less

trouble? Philip stood helplessly and explained, “I didn’t. I just took the wrong painting, but things have been

resolved.”

“Hmph!” The old man snorted. “Resolved? Thanks to you, my friends are now laughing at me. I’ve been

collecting art for half of my life, but I have to rely on a wretched and useless son-in-law who randomly bought a

painting from an antique market to save face.” At the mention of this, Charles was boiling with anger again.

Although Philip’s painting was authentic, he still had to endure the gossip by his old pals. Wynn was puzzled,

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so after some clarification, she said, “Dad, you can’t blame Philip for this. Aiden gave you a fake painting, but

you didn’t find faults with him.

So, why are you scolding Philip instead?” Wynn felt helpless. Her parents were just too unreasonable. She

knew that her parents dislike Philip because of that incident back then, but that was so many years ago. Why

could they not let it go? Martha scornfully reproached, “Wynnie, are you helping the outsider now? Your dad

and I have raised you with so much difficulty, and what kind of son-in-law did you bring home to us? I’ll be

straightforward and say that you and Philip have to divorce no matter what. Or else, I’ll disown you!” Disown

her? Those words were just too cruel. Wynn instantly lost patience. She got up with Mila in her arms and said,

“Mom, Dad, since you’re frank, I’ll be frank as well. I will never divorce Philip. You guys can just do whatever

you want.” Having said, Wynn walked out of the door in her high heels. At the same time, she turned and

roared at Philip, “What are you still standing there for? We’re going home!” However, Philip stood motionless at

the living room, seeming to be lost in thought. “Mom, Dad, I know that you guys are looking down on me, but

I'll show you that I, Philip Clarke, am not weaker than anybody else. I will give Wynn and my daughter a good

future, so about your request for us to divorce, I, too, refuse.” Philip then turned to follow Wynn out the door. In

the living room, Martha was freaking out from anger. She pointed at the door and yelled like a shrew,

“Charles Johnston, look at that! That’s your daughter! And that trash, Philip, even dares to say he’ll show us

how great he is! They have to divorce.

Otherwise, our family shouldn’t go to my father’s seventieth birthday next week!” Charles felt helpless, as well.

He wanted to say something, but Martha made a face, took her bag, and walked out of the door. She had a

date with a few of her best friends today to look at some investment plans.