The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 420

Smack!

Philip slapped Chloe's hand aside and said icily, "Don't try my patience!"

With that, Philip turned to leave.

However, Chloe scoffed at his back, saying, "Do you know why I invited you here tonight?"

"What do you mean?"

Philip's gaze turned cold. He spun around and glared at Chloe.

Just then, Philip's phone rang. It was a call from that man.

"Spill it!"

Philip barked harshly, his body tense and his heart pounding.

That call could only mean one thing. Something must have happened to Wynn and Mila.

"Young Master, the Young Madam and Miss Mila are safe. We just handled one wave of attackers."

The voice on the other end was that of a cold-blooded man. "They seem to be some local hooligans. They were at the hospital entrance, trying to kidnap the Young Madam."

"Understood."

Philip hung up and stared at Chloe, asking in a low and heavy voice, "Did you send them?"

Chloe knew that her plan had failed. Well, she had only wanted to teach Wynn a lesson.

She raised her chin arrogantly, undaunted by his accusation as she said coolly, "That's right. I wanted to give her a taste of the pain I've suffered the past few years. I hate her, and I also hate you!"

Smack!

Philip slapped her, murderous intent washing off him in waves. "Don't force my hand, Chloe Sommerset!"

She had crossed the line!

Why did she have to cross the line?!

Philip's heart was ice-cold and heavy as a stone right now.

Anyone who crossed the line had to be exterminated, no exceptions! That included Chloe Sommerset!

"Force your hand? Like how you've forced my hand?"

Chloe held her cheek, tears welling up in her eyes.

Philip had hit her.

He did not want anything more to do with her, so he warned her solemnly, "Never do that again! I'll tell your family to take you home!"

With that, he turned and ran out of the club in a hurry.

Chloe stood alone in the large hall before slowly crouching down, covering her face with her hands and weeping bitterly.

Just then, a middle-aged man walked toward her. He was wearing a white traditional outfit, and he shook his head when he saw Chloe. "Why must you torment yourself so, Chloe?" He was Hans Sommerset, the head of the Sommersets.

He was a man of exalted status.

Right now, as her father, his heart bled to see his daughter in such pain.

Regardless, he did not dare to lift a finger against Master Clarke.

Even the Sommersets, the strongest family in Capital City, was nothing in that man's eyes.

It was all thanks to that man that the Sommersets could only climb up from second-tier fame to the top of the pyramid, even becoming the number one family in Capital City.

Hans did not dare to fight Philip because he carried the weight of the entire family on his shoulders.

He also could not let the family go down the road of destruction on the back of his daughter's whims.

"Come home with me tomorrow," Hans said, shaking his head helplessly.

Back on Philip's end, he rushed back to the hospital and found Wynn by Mila's side.

The mother and daughter were sleeping peacefully together, pretty as a picture.

Philip's heart finally settled back into his chest.

He quietly walked to the bed and sat on the edge, looking at Wynn and their daughter, both fast asleep. "Sorry I'm late," Philip whispered.

He was very conflicted right now, several emotions warring in his heart as past memories flooded his mind.

All he wanted was to protect Wynn and their daughter from the shadows.

After seven long years, there was much he had forgotten.

He had kept his identity a secret all this time to protect Wynn and Mila.

Even after three years of taking every insult under the sun, he never said a word about his real identity.

"Just wait a little longer. I'll take you and Mila home very soon now."

Philip bent over and planted a kiss on Wynn's fair forehead, plus another on Mila's little cheek.

After that, he turned and walked out of the hospital room, coming to a corner near the hospital entrance.

Soon, a man walked out of the shadows, drawling, "Why don't you tell the Young Madam who you are, Young Master?"

Philip lit a cigarette and threw the man another. "I know what I'm doing. Keep an eye on the Denvers from Golden City for a bit."

"Yessir." The man in the shadows blew out a mouthful of smoke and suddenly said with emotion, "It's been seven years, huh? I'm actually rather looking forward to it. So, Young Master, when do you plan on taking down the Wallis family?"