The First Heir

Chapter 274

Of course, she showed up. Today was her sister’s engagement party after all. She had arrived after buttering herself up to the nines.

What for, you ask?

To meet more boys, what else?

“How’s your boyfriend, Sis? I’ve only met him a handful of times. What does his family do?”

Isabelle spoke, turning to look at Ruby who was evidently more interested in the contents of her phone than their conversation.

Ruby smiled. “Nothing special. He treats me well though, so I thought it’s best that we get engaged first. That way, at least Mom and Dad will stop nagging, you know?”

A quick flash of disappointment shone in Isabelle’s eyes. She had assumed that her future brother-in- law would be the scion of the rich. Who would have thought he was from a normal family?

‘Has my arrogant sister changed her taste in men?

‘So, she prefers the honest kind now?’

Ruby’s WeChat with Mr. Wade was filled with flirtatious messages of all sorts. They had already picked a time to meet as well. She would join him at nine o’clock.

Satisfied, she placed her phone down and began to chat with both her male and female best friends that she invited over. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Guys, I have something to tell you. It’s f*cking hilarious.”

Taking out her phone, Ruby pulled up a video she had previously taken for everyone else to see.

Everyone present were young teens who lived for gossip, so it was expected that everyone’s attention was piqued the moment she said she had something funny to tell.

“Something happened here a few days ago. So you know how Howard has a best friend named Philip Clark? You should know him, Isabelle, he’s the guy who bought 100 BMWs from the shop the other day.” Ruby scrunched her eyebrows at Isabelle to hint at her intentional slip of detail.

The latter immediately understood. “Yeah, I remember. Philip Clarke!”

Isabelle made sure to flop back onto the seat of the chair as she spoke, her arms coming up to cross under her chest.

“Huh? What Philip Clarke?” A few of them widened their eyes in curiosity.

Ruby secretly created a WeChat group with the lot of them and sent the video she had recorded of Philip’s conflict with someone in the Northern Sky Western Restaurant. With a face full of jeer, she told them, “I’ve sent it to you. Basically, some bastard touched his wife, so he decided to pretend like he was the shit and fought with the restaurant’s manager. I don’t know about the rest, but it wasn’t pretty from what my friend told me. Only after his wife slept with the guy did the matter come to an end I think…”

Ruby left gaps in her story, but its general idea was clear. The fact that he was alive today was thanks to his wife selling herself!

The tale Ruby told had absolutely no evidence. Sure, there was a video, but everything else afterward was a lie.

What more could she wish for than the perfect chance to shame both Philip and his wife?

She had been pissed with Philip for a very long time, even more so the perfect Wynn Johnston who was his wife.

She was the kind who would invoke envy in every woman, and Ruby was more than happy to ruin her in such a public setting with a made-up tale. The more humiliating the story, the better. It was the only way for Ruby to feel better.

‘Howard wants to bring Philip over today, right? Then let this be a surprise for him.’

This was Ruby’s revenge.

To disgrace Philip Clarke in front of everyone!

With that, she sent an image of Wynn to the group chat as well.

Everyone was shocked.

The girls were filled with envy. A few of them were even pleased to know that such a woman had been in such disgusting circumstances.

The boys felt like they lost something as regret stewed in their chests. Such a beauty, only to be paired with a good-for-nothing husband. What a pity, having to climb into bed with another man just to save her husband.

“You know, I think I’m envious of that man. Oh, to be joined in bed with a beauty like her.”

“What a trashy excuse of a man!”

“You guys might not know, but the last time he came to our Harley-Davidson showroom and asked for 100 Harleys, it was absolutely hilarious! I threw the poor f*cker out.” Isabelle added more fuel to the flames, her expression dripping with ridicule.

“Ah well, we should stop. Your boyfriend should be here soon right?” Isabelle smiled brilliantly. “Didn’t you say he’ll bring over a few friends? Who’s coming? Any handsome and rich boys you can introduce to your good ol’ sister?”

“Are there handsome boys?”

The girls began to gossip.

Right then, Howard pushed open the doors to the private room. Sitting down, he loped his arms around Ruby and gave her a kiss on the cheek. It was quite a loving scene.

Ruby, on the other hand, pushed him away with a glare. “What’re you doing? I just touched up my makeup.”

Only Ruby would disrespect Howard in front of so many people.

The group exchanged a wordless glance for they all knew that Ruby was most probably not in love with Howard.

She was just leading him on.

Did one even have to ask?

Everyone’s gaze had settled on Howard since the moment he walked through the doors. In their minds, they had already graded him. Four out of ten, that was the highest it would go.

This man was ordinary, the epitome of an honest man.

How could Ruby Ford get engaged with a man like this?

Isabelle was stunned too.

What was up with her sister?

How could a brother-in-law like him have any rich friends at all?

“Oh, right,” Ruby asked, “I thought you said you’d bring your friend? Where is he?”

The corner of Ruby’s lips lifted in mockery as she asked.

She had yet to tell anyone that the friend Howard was bringing was the very Philip Clarke they were discussing just moments prior.

She was curious as to how everyone would react the moment Philip entered the doors.

“Oh, he went to the toilet.” Howard explained.

Right at that moment, Philip entered the doors.

“Oh, allow me to introduce you. This here is my good friend, Philip Clarke.” Howard stood from where he sat and introduced with a smile.