The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 1532

Randolph's face went red when he heard Victor say that. He was thinking inwardly that Victor had better not fall into his hands one day.

Since the boss could no longer do anything, all blood drained from Pete's face. Now, even if Philip really chopped his hand off, he could only resign to his fate!

His life was over. He could only live as a disabled person with one hand in the future!

Pete's heart froze as he allowed Philip to press his hand down.

Philip smiled at Pete and said, "Are you ready? I'll do it on the count of three!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

On the count of three, the knife in Philip's hand fell from above!

Yolanda and some of the women present covered their eyes.

After all, this scene was too bloody.

Argh!!!

Immediately after, a scream from Pete was heard in the private room!

Yolanda trembled all over.

Although she was strong headed, she was still a woman, after all.

After a while, Yolanda slowly looked at the scene through the gaps between her fingers.

Strange. Why was there not a drop of blood on the table or the floor?

Although Philip's knife had fallen heavily on Pete's wrist, it was the back of the knife that landed.

Philip was showing mercy.

Looking at the pained look and grimace on Pete's face, Philip said with a smile, "I've crushed your wrist bone and your two joints are completely shattered. After your recovery, you can continue to play cards, but the two joints in your wrist won't be as dexterous and you won't be able to cheat again."

As Philip said that, he tossed the knife aside. Then, he put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. He exhaled a ring of smoke.

"I'm leaving you with one hand this time as repayment for your loss of five million dollars to Miss Lee. Remember to thank her. In the future, replace a true master and learn the real art of gambling." After saying that, Philip turned around and left with style.

Pete clutched his broken wrist and fell to his knees, bowing repeatedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Clarke! Thank you, Miss Lee! Thank you, Mr. Clarke! Thank you, Miss Lee!"

Yolanda's face was flushed, and her heart was torn and hesitant. She looked at Philip who was leaving and could not help a surge of warmth in her heart.

If she had fostered a good relationship with him from the very beginning, she would not have ended up in this situation.

Wynn was really fortunate.

However, Yolanda would not admit defeat. At this moment, she vowed to rely on her own abilities to make Philip look at her differently!

Meanwhile...

At the door, Philip's phone rang. As soon as the call was connected, his mother-in-law, Martha Yates, roared like a tigress. "Philip, where the hell are you? Wynnie says that you're still alive? Why aren't you back, then?"

Philip sighed and said, "Morn, Wynnie is angry with me and won't let me go back tonight."

Martha scolded, "You piece of sh*t! Of course, I know that! Get your *ss back here right now! Don't you know that Wynn is pregnant right now? How can you still treat her like this? As soon as she got back, she locked herself in the room alone and cried. What exactly did you do to her?"

"Don't think that just because I can't stand on my feet right now that I can't do anything to you and you take advantage of that to run rampant. I'm still the head of this family! Get back here right now!"

Click!

Before Martha finished speaking, Philip already ended the call. He could not be bothered to listen to her nonsense.

He only wanted to hurry back now.

Was Wynn crying?

Was it because of the misunderstanding during the day? If that was the case, he was done for!