The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 368

Money made the world go round.

Now that everything was in place, the three of them left Millennium with two rows of professionally-trained salespeople carrying their things behind them. Wherever they went, it looked like a parade! Of course, that resulted in quite a stir at the entrance to Millennium.

These people were filthy rich!

They had spent a total of five hundred thousand!

All three of them were dressed from head to toe in branded goods now!

"Alright, on to Copper Peacock Palace."

Philip declared calmly as soon as they got into the car.

Now that he was dressed like this at such an important event, how would his old friends react to his arrival?

Get ready, Copper Peacock Palace, because Philip Clarke was on his way!

Copper Peacock Palace was in the heart of the city. It was one of Riverdale's five-star hotels, and it was a sight to behold!

It was built to resemble an ancient building!

It had seven stories, and the whole structure was grand and magnificent!

Any party held here just had to be on a whole different level.

Right now, Copper Peacock Palace was surrounded by a strict security detail, inside and outside. After all, the attendees today were all tycoons and moguls from Capital City, as well as the cream of the crop from all fields in Riverdale. They could not afford to slip up in the slightest.

There were many reporters gathered at the door as well, ready for their next big scoop.

Philip and the others parked their car at a nearby parking lot and walked over to the hotel.

As soon as they reached the door, their attention was caught by the large, traditional-looking building.

"Come on, let's go in," Philip said.

He was about to show the guard his invitation when an Audi flew up to the door. A young couple alighted from the car.

"Dafuq? Philip Clarke? Why are you here?"

The man was none other than Frank. He made a big show of taking off his shades, giving Philip and the others a sideways look. "Whoa, decent threads you have there. Brioni, huh? Must cost a few tens of thousands? Oh, I know, you must be renting them. What's the daily rate? I thought you said you weren't coming, so why are you here now?"

Howard was furious. He clenched his hands into fists and said darkly, "It's none of your f*cking business! Who the f*ck are you, anyway?!"

He was quite unhappy with the way Frank was treating Philip.

"Haha, with the two of them? They make the clothes look like they dug them out of the trash."

That little b*tch Samantha was wearing a pale-yellow coat over a short white pleated skirt. Her legs were bare for all to see, her skin smooth, and her arms propping up her chest. The contempt on her face was obvious.

"Hey, how could you say that? You're so rude!"

Hayley could not bear to watch anymore, so she immediately told Samatha off.

Samantha was no pushover either, though. She snorted and pointed at Hayley, asking Philip, "Hoh, is this your little sugar mommy? She doesn't look that great. Her face looks like a croaker fish, if you ask me. What the f*ck!

Hayley instantly lost her temper. She rolled up her sleeves and swore, "What the hell do you mean by 'sugar mommy'? I'm Howard's girlfriend! Are you asking for a beating?"

Was everyone from Howard's hometown this raucous?

Philp was a little dumbfounded.

The girl could be sweet as a lark or loud as a horn!

"What's the matter, wanna hit me? Go for it, I'm not scared of you! Ugly b*tch!"

Samantha stuck out her chest and stepped closer, her expression saying she could take anything Hayley could dish out.

"I bet the three of you are in it together. How d'you like your threesomes? So shameless!"

Samatha turned her cheek and threw them another insult.

"Say that again, I dare you!" Hayley raged.

Philip hurriedly pulled her back from the brink of going berserk. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't stoop to her level. Let's just go in."

Hayley cursed at Samantha a few more times before turning to go inside with Philip and Howard.

Frank scoffed and said, "Are you seriously trying to go in there, Philip?"

"Yeah, I am. Got a problem with that?" Philip turned around perfectly casually and shrugged.

"Hahahaha..."

Frank practically bent over laughing. He patted Philip's shoulder and said, "Philip, do you have any idea where this is? Do you have any idea what's happening here tonight?"

"This is Copper Peacock Palace, right? Can't you read?"

Philip pointed at the large words etched above their heads.

Huh?

Frank paused, his words stuck in his throat and his expression unreadable. "That's right, this is Copper Peacock Palace, but not anyone can go inside. Besides, the party tonight will be attended by all the hotshots from Capital City plus some of the top dogs in Riverdale. Why are you trying to go in, good-for-nothing trash? If you're worried about your wife, you can wait at the door. I'm nice enough to get you three some chairs."

What he implied was obvious enough. He was saying that Philip had no right to go in and could only wait outside.

"Is that so?"

Philip purposely put on a look of confusion as he frowned. He was wondering if he should call Hudson Cash to greet him at the door.