The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 542

Meanwhile, Philip and Wynn arrived at the hospital, where they treated their wounds.

Wynn was very worried. Looking at Philip, she asked, "Did those men say that you lost access to the family funds?"

In other words, her husband was now penniless and broke, right?

Wynn was worried that Philip would do something irrational as a result.

Philip held Wynn's soft little hand and said with a gentle smile, "It's alright, don't worry. At the worst, we'll just start over. We made it this far, haven't we? I can solve any problem as long as I have you."

Wynn smiled, tears in her eyes. Her heart was full as she leaned into Philip's chest, saying, "If it really comes down to that, honey, I'll resign from the company, and we can move out of the villa. I think my mom has some money too, so we can buy another house and start a small breakfast shop. How does that sound?"

Philip hugged Wynn and nodded. "Sure, sounds good."

'Don't worry, honey, we'll be fine.

'I'll sweep away every obstacle in your path.

'Even without the support of the Clarkes, I am far from good-for-nothing trash.'

The next day.

Wynn went to work, while Philip went to the largest hotel in Riverdale.

In the presidential suite.

Philip met Buffer.

Last night, Philip had issued Buffer an emergency summons.

Buffer did not come to Riverdale for the Yates family fiasco last time because of Jess's choice.

When he saw Philip this time, Buffer looked quite excited. He held his arms out wide and gave Philip a big hug, saying, "Oh, my dear Master Clarke! I'm so glad to finally see you!"

Philip smiled and went straight to the point. "I want to activate all of the resources you've arranged in this country over the years, Buffer."

"All of them?"

Buffer looked at Philip in confusion.

"All of them."

Philip repeated.

Buffer thought it over and said with some hesitation, "My dear Master Clarke, I am your personal butler, and you are the only reason I managed to make it big in the finance world. I will naturally heed your every order. Nevertheless, I must remind you that it's not time to activate all your resources here yet. It will be detrimental to your master plan. Are you certain?"

"I am!"

Philip said in all seriousness.

As long as it was for Wynn, he could do anything. He would even give her the world if she wanted it!

After so many years of preparation, it was time for him to show his hand!

Upon leaving the presidential suite, Philip made a beeline for Beacon.

Wynn was in the conference room right now, faced with a terrible headache. She was being confronted by all sides.

The members of the company board were all here. Led by the Michaels, they were pushing her to immediately announce the distribution of profits for the new drug.

Blake took the main seat, sitting there nonchalantly as he looked at Wynn, who was trembling with rage. He scoffed, "You have to give me a proper answer today, Madam Johnston. All our clients have suspended their contracts and our producers have stopped production as well. Right now, Beacon is sitting on a very short fuse."

He did not even bother veiling his threat.

"That's right, Madam Johnston, everyone's waiting for your decision."

"Hmph, she's nothing more than a mascot. We only nominated her back then to be our puppet. Do you really think she can save the company?"

"She's just like her husband, they're both trash! Resign! Not everyone can be the chairperson willy-nilly, you know."

Suddenly, the members of the board were all taunting her, their words sharp and ruthless.

Wynn's body was shaking. Right now, she was isolated and on her own amidst the rain of insults.

"Sorry, everyone, but we're coming up with a plan right now. Trust me, there will soon be new clients and producers for us. Miss Cain is negotiating new contracts as we speak." Wynn tried to explain with a smile.

However, all she received in return were cool looks of disbelief.

Blake harrumphed. "Stop trying to lie through your teeth, Madam Johnston. The Capital City Clarke Group's investments have been frozen as well, and the company has completely halted in its tracks. If Michaels Corp pulls out as well, Beacon is done for. As for you, Wynn Johnston, you'll be swamped in court cases and might even end up in jail. Don't you know?"

Wynn was extremely agitated right now, but she had to tolerate it. Her eyes moist, she bowed her head and said, "Please don't pull out now, Mr. Michaels. You're a part of Beacon as well, and we should be working together. Trust me, as long as we present a united front, we will definitely be able to get through this crisis."

"In that case, please beg me on your knees, Madam Johnston," Blake suddenly said coldly.

All the older men in the conference