Seeing Philip’s harmless and playful expression, Silva felt a jolt to his heart. He slapped the table and said coldly, “Who’s your cousin?!”
Silva was still angry with Philip for what happened just now. If Philip was not the young patriarch of the Clarke family, the grandmaster’s grandson, and his cousin, Silva could not wait to tear Philip apart right now!
Were there cousins more than 30 years apart?
Philip chuckled unrestrainedly. He looked around and found that the reception hall was already full with no seat for him. He knew without thinking that Silva was trying to put Philip down and establish his authority.
With a faint smile, Philip looked around at the core members of the Larson family that could be regarded as old foxes in the business field who often manipulated other people’s lives. He said lightly, “Am I so unwelcomed that there’s not even a seat for me?”
“Hehehe…” Suddenly, someone from the management level of the Larson family’s business and one of the directors sneered.
With a disdainful smirk, he said, “This is the Larson family, not your Clarke family. Why should we reserve a seat for you? Don’t stick your nose where you shouldn’t. Otherwise, it’ll cause unnecessary trouble.”
After saying that, the middle-aged man in his 40s took a sip of tea.
Philip sneered wickedly, glanced at the man, and said, “May I know your name? I don’t seem to have seen you much.”
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