After 6pm that evening, Philip, who was keeping Mila company at the hospital, received a call from George Thomas. "Young Master, please remember to attend your party at Copper Peacock Plaza. Do you need me to go pick you up?" "No, I can go on my own," Philip said.

The party at Copper Peacock Plaza was here at last.

Who would he meet? He was actually quite curious.

What kind of an expression would Wynn have when she found out who he really was?

What about Frank McDonald? Would he wet his pants when he knew?

"Hey, Howard? Let's go shopping for some clothes in a bit. Come with me to a party tonight."

Philip called Howard and said, "Oh, and pick me up in your car, will you?"

Philip had only called Howard a few times since the last incident.

The latter was getting busy now too. It was not easy to run an entire business, after all.

As for Philip's true identity, Howard knew part of it. What he knew was actually already beyond what most people could imagine.

In that case, he might as well take Howard with him tonight, give him some opportunities and connections.

He was a friend, after all.

"Sure," Howard replied.

After he hung up, Philip walked out of the hospital and immediately received the invitation George had sent someone to bring to him. Unfortunately, he bumped into Samantha at the door. She was just about to get into a car, the very Lincoln Frank had bought for her. It was worth more than a million.

Naturally, Samantha had spotted Philip as well. The two of them exchanged a look but no words.

Her eyes were still filled with contempt.

Meanwhile, Frank was eager to show off again. He wound down the window and said with a half-smile, "Oh, if it isn't Philip. Where are you going? Want to hitch a ride with us?" "I'll pass," said Philip.

Frank did not really want to give him a ride either. He was just pulling Philip's leg for his own self-satisfaction. "Hah, you piece of trash. Do you really think I was going to give you a ride? Don't you know who you are?" Frank said underneath his breath. He did not say it very loudly, but everyone could hear him.

He acted kind and gentlemanly in front of Wynn, but in front of Philip now, he showed his true colors.

"Are you done, Frank? Don't waste your breath on trash like him. Come on, let's go," said Samantha coldly as she got into the passenger's seat.

She was in a bad mood right now. Her tests at the hospital showed that she was not pregnant.

Wynn was already on her second child, so why Samantha not conceiving?

Was it because she had too many abortions in the past? Did that affect her fertility?

Philip only allowed himself a cold sneer after the car left. He was looking forward to seeing Frank's expression at the party that night.

At the place they had agreed on, Howard had parked the newly-bought Benz by the curb. He was all smiles as he waved at Philip, "Over here, Philip."

It was only when Philip got into the car that he realized there was already a woman inside. She was very pretty, had a great body, and was polite when she spoke too. Her entire demeanor was quite sweet. "Hi, Philip. I'm Hayley Jorge, Howard's girlfriend."

Philip gave Howard, who was in the driver's seat, a suspicious look. With a smile, he said, "Well done! Gotten over it already?"

Howard grinned and turned around. "Long time ago. I think of it as a life experience. Hayley's from my hometown, and she's now my secretary at the company. We plan to get married at the end of the year." Philip was even more surprised now. He laughed and said, "Congratulations, then. Save me a spot at your wedding."

As expected, the best way for a man to heal his heart was to replace a new love and then get married.

With that said, the three of them made a beeline for Millenium.

They were here to buy some new clothes, and Philip did not hold back. He let Hayley and Howard choose whatever they liked, and he just paid for it.

Standing in front of the mirror, Philip tried on a suit. Hayley held her chin and shook her head. He tried on something a bit more British, but Hayley shook her head again...

In the end, he tried more than a dozen outfits, only to get rejected each time.

Finally, he found a casual look that fit perfectly and looked amazing from Brioni.

As he looked at himself in the mirror, Philip could barely believe that he was looking at himself.

His reflection was so goddamn handsome!

The clothes really made the man, huh.

After three years of being a nobody, he had almost forgotten how dashing he could be.

After that, they went to Cartier to get a watch.

"This one." Philip pointed at a diamond-encrusted watch in the display cabinet.

It was worth 168,000 yuan!

He simply used his card and left stylishly!

A row of salesgirls stood at the door, saying respectfully, "Thank you, please come again."

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