The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 310

"Hello Mr. Clarke, this is my name card. I've heard some things about Hutten Pharmaceutical."

Vernon said frankly. He did not plan to hide.

When Philip heard that, he finally understood. He nodded and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Vernon almost screamed out in excitement. He said, "You're misunderstanding me, Mr. Clarke. I just want to get to know you."

Philip smiled and said, "Alright, I'll take your name card. I'll look for you when I need anything. Of course, you can look for me too if anything arises. You're not too bad."

When he heard Philip praising him, Vernon felt like he had just eaten a spoonful of honey. He nodded his head and bowed.

After a while, the group of them left Hodgson Tower.

After they got out, Wynn grabbed Philip and asked curiously, "Do you know the chairman of Hodgson?"

Philip shook his head. "No," he said.

Wynn wanted to ask something else, but Martha started to urge them impatiently. "What are you doing? Get into the car."

Wynn stopped asking any more questions and got into the car.

When Philip was about to get inside, Joel hinted at Philip. The latter then said to Wynn, "Wynnie, please wait for me. I'm going to smoke for a bit."

Wynn nodded. Martha muttered angrily, "It'll be the best if you die from smoking!"

Philip did not say anything. He followed Joel to a small garden nearby.

Joel was still pretending to be amiable in front of Wynn. However, when there was no one around them, his face fell as he said rudely to Philip, "Philip, I hope you leave Wynn. This is my advice to you." Philip frowned. Then, he could not help but laugh out loud. "Joel, who are you to say this to me? Wynn is my wife."

"So what? I'm telling you honestly, I love Wynn. I came back to take Wynn overseas. You're with her because you crave what you're not worthy of," Joel said slowly.

Philip placed his hands into his pockets and said coldly, "Wynn told me that it was all in the past. You still don't want to forget about it? A man should be more magnanimous, and we should all look forward. Oh, let me remind you too. Don't cross me, or else you'll die a horrible death."

Joel laughed sarcastically and said, "You're so confident. I wonder how Wynn fell in love with a good-for-nothing like you. However, let me warn you that you should just leave Wynn. You can't give her anything Only I, Joel Harris, can give her anything she wants."

"Anything she wants?" Philip was puzzled.

Joel nodded. "Anything! Luxury cars, mansions, money, branded bags, and watches! Plus, a bright future! Can you give any of those to her?"

While he said that, he lifted his arm. He had the latest Cartier watch on his wrist. It cost more than 40 million bucks.

Then, Joel continued, "You're not a match for her. Only a person with my wealth and connections can give her a bright future. Do you understand?" "Yeah." Philip nodded, then smiled. "However, I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Don't you ignore what's good for you!"

Joel was enraged. He was talking nicely to him. Did he not understand the human language?

However, Philip did not pay attention to him. He turned around and walked away.

Joel gritted his teeth and mumbled, "Alright, I have all the time in the world to play with you."

When they got home, Wynn went back into her bedroom.

Martha berated Philip in the living room furiously. Then, she turned around and returned to her bedroom.

Philip tiptoed to the room and opened the door quietly. When he saw Wynn lying on her side in bed, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Wynn grunted softly. "It's fine. I'm just a little tired."

Philip was feeling heartbroken. He walked over to her and helped her remove her high heels. He said slowly, "Um, Wynnie, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have lost my temper toward you. I should've believed you..."

Before he could finish, Wynn sat upright and held Philip tightly. She sobbed, "Philip, I love you. I really do. Please don't do this again, okay? There's nothing between me and Joel." There was a smile on Philip's face. He hugged Wynn softly and said, "Okay, I promise."

The two of them held each other for a while and smiled after looking at each other. Philip touched Wynn's nose and wiped her face for her. Suddenly, he asked, "Right, what's going on with your company? I'll see if I can help."

Wynn sighed. She looked anxious when she said, "You might not be able to help me. Our collaboration with Turner's has begun, but none of the pharmaceutical factories in the city wants to work with us. I'm so frustrated. I don't know why, but even our old clients all stopped working with us.

"Now, we have a lot of orders, but we've lost about 200 million."

Wynn looked anxious.

"Do you need money?" Philip asked.

Wynn shook her head before nodding. She said, "We have to pay the penalty, and it's about 600 million! We didn't have any outlines with the collaboration with Turner's branch, and Mr. Hall is worried sick!" Philip frowned. 600 million was not a small amount.

"Don't worry, Wynnie. I'll help you," Philip grabbed Wynn's hands and said calmly.

"Really?"

Wynn's eyes glistened with tears. She was excited and hopeful. However, after she thought about it, she said, "Alright, thank you, Philip. I know you're worried about me. However, you can't do anything about this."

Wynn smiled bitterly.

Even if Philip was rich, could he help her with the penalty of 600 million?

Apparently not.

Philip knew what Wynn was worried about, so he did not say anything.

After chatting with Wynn, he made up an excuse to visit Mila in the hospital and went out.

After he got out of the house, he called George.

"Old Man George."

The call went through.

"What do you need, Young Master?" George was still as respectful as always.

"Buy Beacon Pharmaceutical for me. Also, tell our pharmaceutical companies to work with Beacon."