Derrick was sitting in the middle of the meeting room. He looked at his staff and coughed. Then, he said, “I’m sure you’ve all heard of Mr. Zach’s dismissal. Don’t make random guesses. The reason he can’t stay as the general manager of the marketing department is because of his health. So, I’ve decided that Wynn should be the general manager of the marketing department of our company.”After he said that, applause sounded in the meeting room.Wynn was still spacing out. She was thinking about that mysterious man. She only came back to her senses when the person next to her poked her. She stood up hurriedly and said gratefully, “Thank you for trusting me, Mr. Hall. I’ll do my best.”Mr. Hall had already told her about the promotion earlier on.Wynn had already mentally prepared herself.After the meeting was dismissed, Wynn went back to her office. After a while, Rose walked in angrily and shrieked unreasonably, “Wynn Johnston! Why? You vixen! You must have slept with him! If not,
Should he pick up the call?Philip was confused. He called Agnes and told her what was going on. He said, “Muddle through this.”Agnes nodded and motioned with her hands to signify ‘okay’. She answered the call gracefully, “Hello, who’s this?”On the other side of the phone, Wynn was clearly shocked. She did not expect the other party to be a woman.Plus, her voice sounded nice.However, at the same time, she let out a sigh of relief. It was not him.Had she been overthinking?Hehe, right.Would she not know what kind of person Philip was?She pathetically came up with that illusion despite that.“Hello, Mrs. Clarke. I am Wynn Johnston. Maybe you don’t know me, but I was saved in Celestial Club that day thanks to you.” Wynn had prepared a speech on how to thank her.“Oh, it’s fine. I’m just happy to help. We’re all women, and I hate it when men force women to do dirty things,” Agnes said. She was skilled in making conversation.As she said that, she glanced at Philip who wa
Philip snapped his fingers.After that, ten tall waitresses with slitted cheongsams walked into the private room in a single file. They were all holding delicate BMW boxes in their hands. When the boxes were opened, the BMW keys were displayed for everyone to see.At this moment, everyone was stunned.“F*ck me! What is this? BMW... keys? There’s about 100 of those. Philip, what are you doing? Are you changing your career to be a key maker?”According to their knowledge of Philip, he would never buy 100 BMWs just because he was a nouveau riche.However, he did spend ten million to buy the company and become the new boss.The BMW keys, though… This could not be...Suddenly, someone from the crowd sucked in a deep breath and yelled, “Gosh! Did you guys forget about the BMW bikes at the parking lot?”At this moment, everyone sucked in a deep breath.Right!There were 100 BMW bikes in the parking lot.They were still discussing heatedly. They were wondering which nouveau rich
Philip Clarke lifted his gaze and was met with a familiar face. That person was wearing an expression of mocking sarcasm.“Weslie Warren?”Philip frowned. They had been classmates during their university days. In fact, they both fell for Wynn Johnston, making them more of rivals to be exact.However, Wynn had chosen to be with the talented Philip Clarke in the end.In regards to that, Wesley still held grudges.He was not any less of a man than Philip was as far as he was concerned. Yet, why did Wynn choose Philip over him?Not to mention, Philip did not have much going for him from what Wesley had heard. Philip’s plan to start his own business failed and he now resorted to earning his keep through delivering food. His daughter was diagnosed with Congenital Heart Defect, and his marriage with Wynn was no longer the way it used to be.The worse the turn Philip Clarke’s life had taken, the more hatred Wesley felt in his heart.It was only normal for men to hold grudges when the l
“Wait, Philip, hold on. Why the rush? It’s not always that we get to meet old classmates. Let’s talk for a little longer.” Wesley ran after him.Philip’s eyebrows furrowed further, his expression darkening. There was little he and Wesley Warren had in common. Philip would very much rather not deal with old classmates like him anymore.They had changed—changed into people of greater statuses.Philip shook his head and said coldly, “Back then, you were but a piece of trash to me, Wesley Warren. Though I did not expect that you’d still be a piece of trash now.” Wesley froze. “What did you say?”He did not expect a sentence like that to come out from the mouth of a good-for-nothing like Philip Clarke.He called him a piece of trash?Who was the real piece of trash here?“You think that now you’re the manager of Arc de Triumph, you’re at the top of the world? So cool now, are you? So you’re showing it off to rub it in my face? What’s wrong with us delivery boys? You think you’re
“Young Master, it’ll cost you 18 billion to buy Arc de Triumph as there are 50 branches throughout the entire country.”On the other side of the line stood George before the floor-to-ceiling window. He was reading off the data report in his hand. His secretary had gotten him a full list of Arc de Triumph’s assets and financial statements pretty much the moment Philip asked. “I don’t care how many billions it costs, I want it bought.” Philip Clarke sounded evidently annoyed. “Very well, Young Master,” George replied and made another call. Instantly, numerous direct calls were made from Riverdale to Arc de Triumph’s headquarters in Capital City. That night, a mysterious force began to operate secretly in Riverdale and Capital City. By the side, Wesley stared coldly at Philip and mocked. “Oh? It has been so long since we met. I see your ability to lie through your teeth has gotten better. Purchasing Arc de Triumph? What a bold statement to make.” ‘Who does he think he is, b
‘Master Clarke?’Wesley was stunned. What a joke! ‘Master Clarke? This f*cking asshole?’Then, Philip stood forward. “That would be me. I’m Philip Clarke.” With that, he pointed a finger at Wesley and demanded, “From today onwards, this man is to be removed from Arc de Triumph. I don’t want to see him in any branch at all. Can that be done?” Zayn Yeager tensed. Glancing at Wesley from the corner of his eyes, he said, “I’m afraid not, Master Clarke.” He knew Wesley must have had a conflict with Philip Clarke.Yet to fire Wesley with just a word, that was something Zayn Yeager could not do. Even after disregarding the fact that doing so was against the rules of the hotel, Wesley Warren’s father was one of the hotel’s shareholders. That was a person worth a few hundred million! That itself was enough reason to stop him from firing Wesley. However, Philip’s next sentence shook everyone to their bones. “You might not know, but I’ve already purchased the entirety of Arc de
Wesley Warren flushed a deep red! He had been humiliated! ‘How dare this piece of trash say such things? ‘How dare he threaten to throw me and dad out of Arc de Triumph?!‘Where did this idiot get his bravery from? ‘Fish Leong? ‘This was preposterous!’ “So Philip Clarke, does this mean that as long as I’m not thrown out of Arc de Triumph by the end of today, I’ll hear a ‘Master Wesley’ from your mouth as you kneel before me?” Wesley was pissed. The corners of his lips lifted into a sneer as he spoke. Perhaps, all that Philip had left was his ability to bluff. “Slim chance. Hardly probable.” Philip did not want to entertain Wesley either, considering his goal here was to have dinner. He never planned to stir trouble, but the other had done nothing but humiliate him the entire time. To turn a blind eye would be a disgrace to his identity as the heir to his family’s fortune! ‘So Wesley Warren wants to be arrogant? ‘So he thinks he holds the higher ground? ‘Very w