The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 294

"There should be more of them," Philip said leisurely as he tasted the tea.

"Yes, there are also some veterans from other countries who had some criticisms, saying that you're too reckless. A small Logan family is not worthy of such fanfare," George said forlornly.

This young master had taken things a little too far this time.

To be precise, it was the first time in seven years.

The young master of the past had done more absurd things.

George kind of missed the young master of that time. He was fearless and domineering, but it was also a strategy to hide his true self.

"Let them complain, then. I don't intend to look at their faces anyway," Philip said calmly, not concerned in the slightest.

George closed the distance between them and held back for a long time before asking, "Young Master, do you really intend to strike back at Madam Wallis?"

Philip did not give an affirmation but said instead, "It's not the right timing. I don't quite get this woman yet, and I don't have enough chips on hand. If we go head to head now, we'll both end up losing. She has underestimated me for six years and left me alone for another seven. It won't be that easy."

George merely nodded before he took out an envelope and passed it to Philip, saying, "Young Master, the Old Master asked me to give you this. He said, if you ever encounter a difficulty that can't be solved, you'll know what to do after reading the letter. The letter must be burned after reading."

Philip took the dark brown envelope and held it in his hands. It still smelled faintly of sandalwood.

"My father... Is he alright?" After a brief hesitation, Philip asked.

George shook his head and said with a trace of sadness, "Old Master has been waiting for your return. Young Master, why don't you just go back? The Old Master has been rueful about the matter back then, he..."

"That's enough, let's not dwell on this topic. Just tell my father that he has a granddaughter now and a beautiful daughter-in-law as well."

Philip stood up while saying, and then, with his hands in his pockets, he left the floating gardens under the sunshine.

George stared at Philip's back and sighed helplessly. He took out his phone and dialed the old master's number.

On the other end of the line, a low throaty voice sounded weakly, "Phil... What did he say?"

"Old Master, Young Master... Will not go home yet."

George was upset and wiped his tears.

Cough, cough!

A bout of rapid coughs.

"Ah, okay... I understand. Let him play around... for a few more days."

"Old Master, Young Master wants me to tell you, you have a beautiful granddaughter and daughter-in-law." George teared up and choked.

He had been waiting for this moment for too long but never dared to tell the old master.

Intermittent panting could be heard over the phone.

"Real... Really? I... I have a... Granddaughter? Phil is married?"

Roger was not aware that Philip had gotten married.

This was because Giada had replaced everyone around him with her own people.

Roger now had no other choice but to get his news from Giada.

After Roger got to know that Philip was married with kids, his special care nurse, a woman with a frosty face, took the phone away from Roger's ear and said lightly, "Old Master, you should rest now."

After saying that, she put Roger to bed before walking out of the huge luxurious room. She took out her phone and dialed the madam's number. "Madam, the old master has found out. The young master told Mr. Thomas to inform him."

With curly hair like a waterfall, an alluring figure stood beside the window. With an arm across the chest and a hand holding a wine glass, she took a sip of it while staring at the scenery outside the window. "Philip Clarke, are you trying to test my limits?"

Giada mumbled to herself grimly.

...

Back at the First Palace.

Wynn was awake. She opened her eyes slowly, and what caught her gaze was a huge crystal chandelier and a lavishly decorated room.

The overall style was luxurious yet low-key. It was extremely clean and cozy.

The pure white and flawless bedding was imprinted with the logo of a golden crown, and the bed was soft and comfortable.

Even the bedside cabinets were customized by Chanel.

Wynn looked at everything around her in surprise and nervousness.

Where was this? What was she doing here?

Philip?

"Philip!" Wynn called out.

Philip rushed in and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Wynn on the bed.

Wynn jumped down from the bed. With her pale slender legs, she took a few steps and dashed toward Philip, grabbing him in a tight hug. Then, she started crying. "Okay, everything's fine now. It's all over."

Philip carried Wynn by her waist and put her down on the bed, wiping her teary face.

It took about ten minutes before Wynn finally calmed her emotions.

She was full of questions as she stared at Philip. "Philip, where is this? The hospital? It looks expensive. Let's not stay here anymore."

Philip grinned, bopped Wynn on her exquisite nose, and said, "Do you still remember the incident at Hillside Villa? I told you and Mom that I've already bought a house." "You really bought one? Then where is this place?"

Wynn wiped her tears, widened her eyes, and asked Philip in surprise.

Philip said playfully, "Do you know Longford Park?"