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
Hearing that, Samuel froze in shock! ‘There has been a transfer of Arc de Triumph’s shares! ‘Amounting to 20 billion! ‘So Zayn Yeager was speaking the truth when he called just now? ‘All 100 percent of the shares? ‘No way! ‘We’re talking about a whole 20 billion! ‘Who the f*ck swallowed the entire Arc de Triumph in one gulp? ‘Not even those on the Orienta’s list of millionaires can buy it all in one night!’Fear crept up on Samuel. He immediately recalled how Zayn mentioned something along the lines of Wesley having a conflict with Mr. Clarke! ‘Crap! I should call and ask.’ Shortly, Zayn received a call from Samuel. “Mr. Warren? Is something of the matter?” “Pass the phone to Mr. Clarke.” Samuel was restless. Despite not understanding the other’s intentions, Zayn passed the phone to Philip anyway. “Master Clarke, Mr. Warren wishes to speak to you.”Philip took the phone and from the other end came the baritone voice of a middle-aged man. “Mr. Clarke? This i
“Samuel Warren! Don’t just call me when you feel like it and make me clean up after you! This is a difficult time right now. You could put me in danger for this!” From the other end of the line was the voice of a pissed and irked man. Samuel was far from angry and replied in a flattering tone, “Johann, my brother! Something came up, you see. I can only turn to you, Brother.” Johann Sullivan was Samuel’s source of power in Riverdale. It was thanks to Johann that he was where he was today. As a result, he had paid a considerable amount of respect in return. It was just that Johann had specified not to contact him unless something great occurred.Johann begrudgingly left his bed and wore his presbyopic glasses. “What happened?” Samuel was not a horrible person. He knew the rules, so something big must have happened for him to call him this late at night. “Something’s happened to the company, Johann. There’s a young man by the name of Philip Clarke who wants to buy our com