The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 378

Philp looked at everyone's expressions of shock. His eyes cold, he stared at Frank and said, "You say you had a meal with me before, Frank?" Smack smack smack!

Philip's words were like lightning-quick slaps to Frank's face.

Frank suddenly remembered the lie he had told at the Johnstons' place that day. How embarrassing. Samantha was completely red now too. She did not even dare to raise her head, her entire body shaking. The worthless wretch was now emanating a terrifying aura!

"N-No... You must be kidding, Master Clarke. How could little old me ever sit at the same table as you?" Frank lowered his noble head. In front of Philip, he had no qualms bending his back low.

The sweat dripped off the corners of his forehead and fell onto the tips of his shoes.

He did not dare to raise his head or straighten his spine.

After all, Philip had not said anything yet.

Behind Frank, Samantha's eyes were lowered too. Her panic and terror showed clearly on her face.

Philip did not look at Frank; the latter deserved to take some punishment. Instead, he turned to Yolanda and said with a cold smile playing on his lips, "Do you remember what you just said, Yolanda Lee?"

"..."

Yolanda lowered her head as well, avoiding his gaze. Her fingers tugged and pulled at the hem of her skirt. She looked entirely ill at ease.

"I know! This beautiful lady just promised that if Philip turned out to be Master Clarke, she would call Philip 'Daddy' and run around Riverdale naked."

Howard stepped up and boldly declared to everyone listening.

Yolanda was stuck between a rock and a hard place now. Her face was flooded with embarrassment.

What should she do?

"Ph-Phillip... We were classmates once, right? Could you let me go this time?"

Yolanda had full mastery of her tear ducts, and she could easily cry at will. She let her large eyes fill with tears, looking utterly pitiful.

Her tears then began flowing down her cheeks like pearls off a broken string.

Nevertheless...

Philip said, "You don't have to run around naked, but I do want to hear you call me Daddy."

"You!"

Yolanda clenched her teeth, looking like she wanted to tear Philip to shreds.

What should she do, what should she do? Was she really going to call Philip Daddy in front of all these people?

"Say it, Yolanda. Or are you not going to walk your talk?"

Howard scoffed. That Yolanda had been nothing more than a dirty sl*t since their college days, and she had not changed at all.

To think she even humiliated Philip! She had everything she got coming.

Hudson looked frosty right now as well. Since the Young Master had stated his stance, Hudson had to defend his Young Master's honor.

"Guards! If this woman doesn't do as she's told, throw her out of here. Also, tell all the companies in the city not to hire her! Anyone who does will be an enemy of Clarke Group!"

Hudson said coldly, his expression hard.

This time, Yolanda burst into tears for real!

They were sealing off all her exits here.

Philip frowned slightly and glanced at Hudson, but he did not stop the older man.

It was time he gave these people a warning.

Yolanda was furious and mortified, but in the end, she bowed to the pressure and said, "Daddy."

After that, she shoved the crowd aside, her face scarlet, and ran right out of the hall.

Behind her, Philip chuckled and shook his head before turning to the others. "As for my identity, I hope everyone here can keep it a secret for me. I don't want my peaceful life to be disturbed."

With those words, he gave Frank, Samantha, and the others a cold glare. His intention was obvious. Finally, he walked toward the main seat, led by the crowd around him.

When he saw all those businessmen surrounding Philip, Frank looked like he had fallen face-first into excrement.

Even now, he still could not believe that Philip, the most useless man he knew, was actually the star of tonight's party!

Philip was none other than the young master of Clarke Group!

So... just how wealthy was he, really?

Frank did not even dare to imagine!

He clenched his fists angrily and glanced at Philip, who was now on the stage. Frank then turned and left.

Tonight, Frank's defeat was certain. He and Samantha had half-heartedly joined the party before leaving.

As for Philip's identity, they did not dare to reveal it to anyone, because Philip had made himself quite clear.

At the same time, Wynn saw the man in the crowd from a distance. He was standing against the light, so she could not see him very clearly. She just saw his silhouette for a bit before the crowd carried him to the main seat.

Was that Master Clarke? Why did he look a little familiar?

Wynn pouted and practiced a few smiles before she took the glass the waiter offered her and walked toward the main seat...

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