The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1435

Philip stood at the door and looked at that wonderful figure with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He took a few steps forward and sat on the fluffy sofa. There was already a glass of red wine on the table, glinting mesmerizingly.

Rachel turned around with a charming smile and moved to walk in front of Philip. She deliberately raised her leg high before crossing it as she sat down. She said with a smile, “You’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you for ages.”

Her voice was soft and gentle, making people tingle all over.

With such beautiful scenery of a charming woman and fine wine, any man would be moved.

Philip smiled lightly, a trace of cunningness flashing in his eyes as he asked, “Tell me what’s your purpose of asking me here. It’s late at night. A man and a woman being alone in a room together can be very dangerous.”

Rachel giggled alluringly, and her figure also looked seductive.

“Young Master Clarke, what’s the matter? Can’t we just sit and enjoy the view of the moon while drinking and talking about life?” Rachel smiled, seductive charm occasionally filling her gaze.

Now that he was here, could he escape from her palms?

Rachel sneered inwardly, but her face still appeared as charming as ever.

“It’s not necessary for us to enjoy the view of the moon and talk about life. We’re nothing alike. Talking too much will only defeat the purpose.”

Philip shrugged his shoulders and said, seemingly having seen through Rachel’s tricks.

After that, he got up and said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now. Well, the scent in this room is good but I won’t be drinking this wine. I’m afraid you’ll drug me.”

When Rachel heard this, her shapely eyebrows furrowed as she bit her red lip. Today, she had deliberately put on a fiery red shade of lipstick. Naturally, there was something about this lipstick.

She got up and quickly rushed in front of Philip. She stopped at the door and pressed her soft body against the door. She straightened up slightly, stared at Philip seductively, and stretched out her small pale hand. She played with Philip’s shirt and said, “Oh, are you scared? Afraid that I’ll pounce on you?”

Philip raised his brows, grabbed Rachel’s delicate wrist, and said coldly, “What the hell do you want?”

“Oh, you’re hurting me.”