บททั้งหมดของ The First Heir: บทที่ 1171 - บทที่ 1180

“Are you trying to protect her? What a shameless couple! Philip Clarke, this matter is not finished yet! Let’s settle all the old and new grudges now!” After the slap, Yolanda stomped her foot angrily with bitterness in her eyes. Here, Philip clenched his fists, and Bernice behind him was also angry while looking cold. She actually dared to hit Mr. Clarke?! It was an act of death! Just as Bernice was about to rush out and fight back, she was held back by Philip. “That’s enough. Let’s talk about it later.” Gil also took the opportunity to persuade Yolanda, saying, “Yola, stop making trouble and let's quickly go in. The people inside are still waiting for us. Why are you holding a grudge against a slanderous scumbag?” After that, Gil put his hands in his trouser pockets, glanced at Bernice intently, and turned his head to go in. Yolanda stomped her foot angrily before giving up. She caught up to the people in front. Very soon. Philip and Bernice were left at the gate.

He was almost at the limit of endurance. If he was not concerned about causing unnecessary trouble after hitting Yolanda, Philip would have made a move long ago! “What did you say? Philip, don’t tell me you want to remain here obstinately. Let me tell you, we’re not in the same class. Look at your own appearance, then look at us. Someone like you wants to get into the upper-class circle?” Yolanda continued to chastise, “Look at the people present. All of them come from wealthy families or have successful careers. A pauper like you, with the cheap clothes on your back, is nothing but an oddball! Now that your family is bankrupt, you have to accept the reality! Just be a useless piece of trash quietly! I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the manager here asks about it, you’ll definitely not be able to escape!” At this moment, a waitress trotted in. Seeing this scene, she walked up to Philip in fear. When she saw the wine tray on the floor, she hurriedly ben

“Manager Goode?” Supervisor Sandler was taken aback before he yelled mockingly, “Presumptuous! What right do you have to mention Manager Goode? Do you think we’re at a small gathering where you can talk about him so casually?” The audience’s blood boiled at his words. “Supervisor Sandler, hurry up and get rid of this rubbish!” “This idiot is really good at bragging.” “A poor place like Riverdale is really good at producing rubbish. It’s really shocking.” At this time, everyone’s gaze at Philip was full of disdain and contempt. Philip frowned slightly at these countless accusations. Supervisor Sandler did not want to delay this matter any further, so he turned his head and shouted, “Where’s the security guard? Hurry up and throw this filthy guy out for me.” “Sneaking into the private banquet for the owners of Blossoms Park is not an easy act to forgive. Call the cops too. I want to see what the police have to say about someone sneaking into private territory.” Everyo

He looked at Gil reproachfully. “Is Mr. Clarke someone you can humiliate casually?” “I’ll talk to your father about this matter myself.” After he finished speaking, he ignored Gil's pale face, turned his head to Philip, and whispered in his ear, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Cohen and a few friends are waiting for you upstairs.” “Sure.” Philip nodded, glanced at Gil Dean lightly, then smiled before turning away. Supervisor Sandler could not take it anymore. He slumped to the ground, his face pale. Gil lowered his head and gritted his teeth with his fists clenched. That final look from Philip seemed to be ridiculing him, turning into a sharp sword and piercing his self-esteem fiercely. “That son of a b*tch!” After the two walked away, Gil finally exploded. He took the wine glass from the nearby table and smashed it on the ground. “How does he know Anson Goode? This is impossible!” The moment Yolanda had seen Anson, her expression could not help but change slightly as she excl

Philip’s eyes were cold as he shook his hand directly, brushing away Yolanda's arm. Smack! Philip responded in kind, slapping Yolanda’s face angrily while saying, “Yolanda Lee, that’s enough! You keep challenging my patience time and again! If not for the sake of our acquaintance, I’d have dealt with you a long time ago!” Every person had a limit. Philip Clarke was no exception! He had always kept a low profile and did not wish to cause any trouble most of the time, especially now that he was looking for his sister Hannah Clarke. He did not want news of his actions to be spread or to cause a sensation as it would only lead him to be noticed by people with ulterior motives. That was why he had been deliberately restraining his temper. However, Yolanda’s actions had crossed the limit! Yolanda was stunned, clutching her pretty face while staring at Philip in disbelief. “You... How dare you hit me?!” Yolanda’s eyes widened, and the anger in her heart surged. Why had she