The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 521

Compare wealth?

The f*ck!

Everyone was stunned. Had this kid been struck dumb?

He dared to speak to Young Master Hane in such a manner?

Did he know what his family did?

Did he know how much his personal assets were?

He was just seeking death!

Kenneth's expression turned grim instantly. This was the first time somebody actually mentioned the word 'money' in front of him.

"Brat! Do you want to die! You dare to talk this way. Is there anything on your body that can compare with Young Master Hane? You don't even have the qualifications to be Young Master Hane's watchdog! How dare you brag about money!"

Peyton stood up first. He slammed the table and shouted!

There were some words that Kenneth could not say, so he would do it on his behalf.

Philip sneered and responded, "Oh, no wonder I kept hearing dogs barking. So you're Young Master Hane's watchdog."

"You... You're going to die!"

Peyton's face flushed red. He never expected this country bumpkin to insult him like this!

He glared at Philip furiously and was just about to take action when he was stopped by Kenneth.

"Okay, that's enough. We're here to have some fun. Don't ruin the atmosphere over a little misunderstanding."

Kenneth was very good at being diplomatic. He clapped his hands, raised his glass, and said, "Come on, let's propose a toast to Marilyn and wish that she'll be forever 18!" Everyone stood up at that. Only Philip, Melody, and Cynthia remained seated.

Oh, and also the slightly tipsy Simon Luther did not stand up either.

He had too much to drink and his face was in a daze.

Melody was very angry. She was not here to be insulted. If not for the fact that she did not want to cause trouble for Philip, she would have trashed this place long ago! Cynthia retained her image of a good girl. Although her sense of dressing was unrestrained and avant-garde, she had not said a word since she entered the door. After all, this was not a circle she was familiar with. She chose to sit quietly and watch.

She was very familiar with the temperament of her best friend. Over the years, how many awesome rich young masters had not been beaten by this golden flower? To compare these arrogant and domineering rich second-generation with the nostalgic bad guys from Fernvale, these people were really not worth mentioning. Cynthia suddenly felt a little sad and drank a bit too much without her noticing. She had left that home for many years now.

The Larson family of Fernvale.

It had long existed in name only.

They withdrew from the mainland more than ten years ago. On the surface, it was to protect themselves, but in fact, they were just scared of death.

Cynthia had only heard about the secret but never saw it with her own eyes.

Philip noticed the shift in Cynthia's mood and wanted to ask her about it when Kenneth spoke again.

"Why, is Miss Zander not giving me face?"

Kenneth looked at Melody with grim eyes. His tone had become somber too.

He had never been humiliated like this before. He was getting turned down over and over again!

This made Kenneth very upset!

He could not wait to press this arrogant woman under him and make her beg for his mercy on her knees!

"Face? Your face is really big."

Philip raised his head slightly and said coldly, "Young Master Hane, my Mel doesn't want to pay any attention to you. Why are you still so shamelessly persistent? Are you a dog? Are you a boot-licking dog?" Everyone was in an uproar!

Everyone was stunned and staring at Philip with a dumbfounded expression!

This guy must be mad!

He actually dared to call out Young Master Hane for being shameless and even called him a dog!

All of them wondered if they had heard it wrong!

At the same time, they sneered repeatedly in their hearts. This was indeed an imbecile acting like a poser. He had absolutely no idea about Kenneth Hane's underhanded means!

Once Young Master Hane was provoked, it would be a disaster!

They could already imagine that this guy would suffer from broken limbs and be thrown into the street from Drunken Immortal Court after this!

Kenneth's grim expression finally reached its limit. With his eyes dull and cold, he looked at Philip and said, "Brat! I've had enough of you! You're playing with fire!"

"That's right, Young Master Hane. This kid doesn't respect you at all! He's too brazen! He's dressed so shabbily and his words are full of trash! He doesn't even care to take a look at himself in the mirror!" Peyton, who was scolded by Philip just now, stood up again. "Young Master Hane, I think he's tired of living. Let's take care of him!"

Kenneth's expression was ominous as his eyes flickered. "Philip Clarke, I'm not afraid to tell you that I've taken a fancy to your girl! The gathering today is specially arranged for her! If you're sensible, you'll crawl out from here right now. Otherwise, you'll live to regret it!"

Kenneth was not a weakling who could be bullied by anyone. Once he got serious, he could resort to anything!

Besides, he was a martial artist himself and did a lot of training on a daily basis. He even had a black belt in Taekwondo!

He had taken a fancy to Melody Zander!

Theo Zander's daughter?

What about it?

He was a Hane family member from Capital City!

Even if Theo was here, as long as he brought up his identity, Theo would just obediently offer up his daughter!

When Kenneth got angry, everyone at the same table could not wait to get away from him. It was obvious that the temperature in the private room had dropped more than ten degrees!

Philip glanced at him lightly and stood up but was suddenly grabbed by Melody.