The First Heir

Chapter 275

“Philip Clarke!”

Everyone froze the moment they saw Philip enter the private room.

“Holy f*ck! That’s Philip Clarke?”

There was a strange glint in everyone’s eyes as they scrutinized him all over.

Who would have thought they would meet him today?

Philip was confused as well. Something was off about the atmosphere ever since he stepped foot into the room, especially as he glossed over the strange look in everybody’s eyes.

They were filled with unadulterated insult and contempt.

“Isn’t your boyfriend’s friend a little too shoddy, Ruby? What he wears is even more miserable than your future husband.”

Isabelle began to taunt.

Anger rose the moment she laid her eyes on Philip’s poker face.

Not only had she lost her dignity at the BMW motorcycle showroom last time, but it even cost her her job as well.

This was an act of revenge she had to take! Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She would make him pay, and if squishing him like a bug under her foot was what needed to be done, she would. Even if it was the last thing she did!

Howard’s expression turned awkward as well. He had only met Ruby’s sister a couple of times, and since they had yet to have any in-depth conversations, he did not know what kind of a person she was.

Now, though, Howard knew. She was of high maintenance.

A woman who spared no respect.

However, there was nothing Howard could say. She was Ruby’s sister after all, and in extension, his future sister-in-law.

All Howard could do was turn to look at Philip with the hope that he would be patient and be the bigger person tonight.

Philip nodded but did not comment or reply to her. He was frowning as he had not expected to meet Isabelle here of all places. Under Howard’s motion, he took the seat beside him.

Calmly, Ruby touched up her makeup with a portable mirror and said abruptly, “Why do you care?”

With that, Ruby picked up a glass and stood up. “Now that everyone’s here, let’s have a toast.”

Everyone toasted and drank their drinks.

Placing her glass down, Ruby excused herself and promised to return soon on the pretense that she had something to do. She then left the room with her handbag.

Howard frowned as she left and followed Ruby out as well.

Philip was now alone in the private room to deal with everyone’s distaste-filled gazes.

“Hey, Philip Clarke. I heard you went to Isabelle’s shop to buy 100 Harleys?” started a small male from the side, his expression full of disdain.

Philip merely raised an eyebrow before diverting his gaze to Isabelle who was sitting quietly with her hands crossed before her.

The people beside him were quick to become angry. Their tone danced along the line of threatening. “Oh? F*cker thinks he’s tough. I’m asking you a question here!”

Someone was pissed.

How dare this Philip Clarke ignore them.

Was he looking down on them?

Philip turned to look at the girl next to him. Her entire face was caked with makeup, and she was chubby. Her face looked like that of a pig. Sitting there, she continued to take selfies as if nothing was wrong.

“If you’d excuse me, I’m going to the bathroom.”

Philip was in no mood to deal with the lot of them, so he turned to leave the private room.

Behind him were the condescending snorts of people in the room.

“Who knows what his wife was thinking, marrying such a piece of trash.”

“Haha. How about you don’t come back. Knowing that I’m eating in the same room with you curbs my appetite.”

The taunting tone and mocking words of the people in the room ignited a small spark of anger within Philip.

Leaving the room, Philip fetched a cigarette to smoke in the bathroom. He no longer wished to enter the private room again.

Walking around, Howard was nowhere to be found.

Philip decided to send him a message instead. ‘I have a gift for you, buddy. I’ve placed it at the reception desk. Remember to pick it up right before you leave. I’ve got to go back to the hospital now. I’ll be here for the wedding though.’

Having sent the message, Philip extinguished his cigarette and turned to leave.

However, he saw a familiar figure as he passed by the elevators!

Ruby Ford?!

Not to mention she was holding the arms of a middle-aged chubby man in a suit as they entered the elevators. Who knew what they were going to do?

Philip’s heart stopped. He waited for the duo to turn around before he took a better look. There was no mistaking it, that was Ruby Ford!

What the f*ck!

Anger ranged in Philip immediately.

Sharing the night with another man the same day she was holding an engagement party with Howard?

Philip knew it was a hotel upstairs!

After all, this was his family’s restaurant. In fact, this entire building belonged to Philip’s family.

Well, it was under Philip’s name now.

Howard seemed to catch up to him from the other end. He was waving his hands at Philip with a smile on his face. “Philip! Why’re you leaving so soon? What’s the rush? Stay for a while, it’s not always that I treat you out to dinner.”

Fear struck Philip. He had to stop Howard before he could see anything for this was too cruel an attack!

However, he was too slow to stop him. Howard watched as the entire scene unraveled in the elevator.

As if struck by lightning, Howard stood unmoving in front of Philip. His face was flushed, and his hands were balled into fists as he watched with wide eyes the closing doors of the elevator.