The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 281

F*ck!

Where did Wynn come from?

Suddenly nervous, cold sweat began to form on his forehead as Philip hung up the call and smiled. “Wynnie! What’re you doing out here?”

Handing Philip his breakfast, Wynn stared amusedly at her husband who had begun to profusely perspire. Crossing her arms and her legs, she stared at Philip with mock arrogance and asked, “So, what’s this about 100 billion and 70% of the world’s wealth again?”

Philip was nervous as he fumbled with his hands, not knowing where to put them.

‘Oh no!

‘Could this be the end of the lie?’

Philip stood up. “Okay. I’ll tell you the truth!”

Strongly gripping onto Wynn’s shoulders, Philip’s eyes shone with overzealous excitement. “Wynnie. I, Philip Clarke, am actually one of the richest heirs in the world. My family is very rich and very powerful, and I’m given an allowance of 100 billion!”

‘What?’

Wynn was stunned. She was blinking confoundedly at him before her blank stares turned into fuming glares. “What on earth! Stop kidding around, it’s not funny.”

How could she believe that? Placing her hand on Philip’s forehead before touching her own, Wynn murmured, “You’re not burning up either. What’s with all the bullsh*t so early in the morning?

“Nevermind. Take care of Mila today, I still have work to do. The company needs me to deal with a contract with some pharmaceutical factory.”

With that, Wynn turned to leave. However, she turned back around after a few steps to glare at Philip and gently reminded. “Eat your breakfast.”

Chuckling foolheartedly, Philip’s hand went to scratch the back of his head. “Got it. Be careful, okay?”

After watching Wynn leave, Philip finally let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness for his fast reflexes, or that would truly have been the end of his lie.

Thank goodness no one believed the truth.

Finishing his hearty breakfast, Philip spent a while playing with Mila before a call from Martha pulled him away.

He had no idea what his mother-in-law’s intentions were, for she had not said anything in the call.

Taking a detour to Northern Sky first, Philip then drove his Ferrari toward the Old Johnston Manor.

Of course, instead of parking at the entrance, he opted for a car park around the area.

After bringing the car to a stop, he walked his way to the Old Johnston Manor.