The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1177

He looked at Gil reproachfully.

“Is Mr. Clarke someone you can humiliate casually?”

“I’ll talk to your father about this matter myself.”

After he finished speaking, he ignored Gil’s pale face, turned his head to Philip, and whispered in his ear, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Cohen and a few friends are waiting for you upstairs.”

“Sure.”

Philip nodded, glanced at Gil Dean lightly, then smiled before turning away.

Supervisor Sandler could not take it anymore. He slumped to the ground, his face pale.

Gil lowered his head and gritted his teeth with his fists clenched.

That final look from Philip seemed to be ridiculing him, turning into a sharp sword and piercing his self-esteem fiercely.

“That son of a b*tch!”

After the two walked away, Gil finally exploded. He took the wine glass from the nearby table and smashed it on the ground.

“How does he know Anson Goode? This is impossible!”

The moment Yolanda had seen Anson, her expression could not help but change slightly as she exclaimed in a low voice.

Was it possible that she was not aware of what kind of guy Philip was?

What was going on here?

Yolanda felt very apprehensive. Anson was not someone she could provoke at all. Even Gil could not compare in front of him.

“We’ve offended him this time. What if he retaliates?”

Yolanda felt regretful.

Her few best friends and rich second-generation friends around her were also pale.

That was the Soaring Real Estate Group, not an organization ordinary people could provoke.

Who knew how that piece of trash managed to suck up to them?

Yolanda’s face was as pale as a sheet. Although she did not say a word, there was deep hatred in her heart.

At this moment, the onlookers in the distance were watching this scene in amazement.

Philip Clarke, who had been forced into desperation, actually fought back?

“Who is that man? He seems to have a high status. Even Gil Dean can’t suppress him?”

When Philip arrived with Anson, there were already more than a dozen people in the private room upstairs.

“Mr. Clarke.”

Sam Cohen immediately got up to greet him with a respectful smile on his face.

In the private room, most of them were famous entrepreneurs in Uppercreek invited by Sam.

Of course, in terms of fame and financial resources, there was still a gap between them and Sam.

At this moment, seeing Sam, one of the top ten most outstanding entrepreneurs in Uppercreek, being so respectful to such an ordinary young man, they were caught by surprise.

Earlier, Sam had said that a distinguished guest had arrived. He even kept it a secret from them about who it was.

Unexpectedly, he was such a young person.

It would seem that the identity and background of this man were extraordinary.

“Mr. Cohen, you don’t have to be so polite. You’re an outstanding entrepreneur in Uppercreek. Your reputation precedes you.”

Philip smiled and responded politely.