The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 365

"What are you doing, Philip Clarke?"

Frank roared. Who did this piece of sh*t think he was? Frank's life would be turned upside down if he offended Hudson Cash!

"Do you have any idea who this is? This is Mr. Cash of Capital City's Clarke Group! Apologize to Mr. Cash right now, you presumptuous b*stard!" Anxiety spiked in Frank. Philip had no filter.

This was Mr. Cash from Capital City's Clarke Group!

He oversaw the business of a group that was worth hundreds of billions!

One could only imagine the power and connections Mr. Cash had!

"Have you gone crazy, Philip Clarke?"

Paula was shocked! She was scared sh*tless by the words of her son-in-law.

Philip had no fear. Who was he to mind the businesses of Mr. Cash, the chairman of Capital City's Clarke Group?

Offending this Mr. Cash meant their entire family would be plagued with misfortune!

Both Paula and Samantha were staring intensely at Philip who was still eating, wishing nothing more than to throw this eyesore out the window.

Martha was too shocked to formulate words. There was such an important figure standing in front of her!

'The chairman of Clarke Group from Capital City?

'Isn't that Young Master Clarke's group?

'Oh my! That means that Young Master Clarke is in the restaurant too, right? That's great.'

Wynn was shocked too as she heard Frank speak of the other's identity. Immediately, she reached out to tug on Philip, signaling him to stop before he said something wrong.

It would do her no good to offend the benefactor who invested in her company.

It would be troublesome should Philip misspeak and the young master cashed out his investment.

Hudson frowned at the voice and was about to berate when his eyes widened in surprise. He was met with the sight of Philip enjoying his meal.

'Isn't this young master?

'He has been here the whole time!'

Hudson's expression quickly morphed into a polite and courteous smile. Philip interrupted his plan to flatter by speaking first.

"Didn't think I'll run into you here, Mr. Cash. How about you wait for us to finish eating first? You're not in a hurry, are you?"

Philip spoke steadily while he held Hudson Cash in place with his gaze.

Having spent years of his life working with the Clarkes, Hudson immediately understood the young master's hint. It seemed like the young master wished to deal with the matter privately. Very well, then. Immediately smiling, he bowed to Philip. "Of course, of course. We're in no hurry. I didn't expect Mr. Clarke to be here too. The Crown Prince Pavillion it shall be then. I shall excuse myself before I impose further. Please enjoy your meal, we shall move to another private room."

Everyone in the private room stared blankly, eyes blown wide. They did not know what had just happened.

All it took was a few words from Philip Clarke for Hudson Cash to change private rooms?

That was unimaginable!

He was the chairman of Capital City's Clarke Group!

A chairman who oversaw a group worth hundreds of billions!

What... What was the deal with Philip Clarke? Was he the same worthless scum they used to know?

Unless he and Hudson Cash were acquaintances?

Both Martha and her sister were suspicious. Their skeptical gaze ran over the good-for-nothing that was Philip Clarke.

'Just who's this fellow?'

Everyone's gaze on Philip changed after Hudson Cash left. They were impatient and curious.

Frank turned a questioning gaze at Philip who was still sitting down. He had managed to change Hudson's mind with only one sentence.

'That's the Capital City's Clarke Group!

'The biggest group in the country, a financial magnate!

'Offending them is as good as a death wish!'

"Oh? I never expected you to be acquainted with Mr. Cash, Philip Clarke. Why didn't you say anything earlier?"

Frank plastered on a smile that hid envy and suspicion.

Philip merely smiled and glanced at everybody's gazes. There was a myriad of eagerness and suspicion in them.

He spoke, "Very well, I shall admit, I do indeed recognize Mr. Cash. However, it's not as exaggerated as you think it is. Basically, my father used to do business with him back at home. That was before Mr. Cash became the chairman of Clarke Group. I never thought that after all these years, he would be doing so well now."

Philip added a tint of a melancholic sigh in his tone.

Frank frowned. Though he was unwilling to believe it, it was highly probable that he was telling the truth.

Otherwise, how would a piece of trash like Philip be acquainted with Hudson Cash?

Paula, like Samantha, sighed a breath of relief and reprimanded with a smile, "Haha. Here I thought you would turn out to be some great figure. Turns out, he's a man from your past. Though this Mr. Cash sure is polite, opting not to fight over this with us. I must say, perhaps we should have given up the private room and bump up the impression he has of us."

At that, Samantha jumped on the bandwagon as well. "Indeed, Mom, I think so too. But Philip Clarke wanted to look cool. Great, they're gone now." Hearing them, Martha felt anger bubble inside her.

'It's all Philip's fault.

'It's his fault for being acquainted, and his fault for not giving up the private room.

'In other words, it's his fault because he's a piece of garbage.'

"You have to tell us about this next time, Philip. Don't start babbling mindlessly," Martha said, displeased.

However, she had begun to take an interest.

'What did Philip's family used to do?

'It has to be something big, or he wouldn't know this Mr. Cash.

'Was his family met with straightened circumstances?

'That's probable!'

Wynn, unlike everyone else, glowed as she stared at Philip.

Was her husband hiding something from her?

Changes seemed to occur ever since Philip told her that his family was in the restaurant business.

Today's incident with Mr. Cash was a perfect example.

Was it really as simple as it seemed?