Slap!
In the end, Mr. Sims slapped Joel across the face.
“You presumptuous fool! How dare you talk to the young master like that?”
Marco was furious. Joel’s family only owned a small medical company, and he dared to talk to the young master in such an unbridled way. Did he want to die?
Even if his father Ronald Harris were there, it still would not be an exception for him to be so rude to the young master!
“Mr. Sims, you’re being fooled by this useless bum! He’s just an idiot!”
Joel was insistent on putting up a fight.
However, Philip calmly looked at him and said, “Joel, I told you not to think too highly of yourself. There are many more people who are much better than you in this world. You’re just a bug in my eyes. The only reason why I’m not taking action against you is because of Wynn.”
Joel’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
He shook his head furiously and roared with anger, “Impossible! There is no way!”
Nevertheless, the truth had been placed right in front of him.
For instance, Joel had seen the leaders of the pharmaceutical industry respectfully walk Philip out. After Joel saw Philip enter a Bentley, Joel had a complete emotional breakdown as the last shred of hesitation in his heart disappeared.
How was it possible?
Philip was Master Clarke from the Clarke Group of Capital City?
F*ck!
He was only a piece of trash!
How?
Joel was livid. He kicked his subordinates who were standing next to him and yelled, “So what if he is the young master of the Clarke Group? Riverdale is my territory! I will end him!”
Joel was enraged!
Additionally, he lost all sense of rationality.
Joel had been pampered and spoiled ever since he was a kid. He had always been treated as if he was the son of the heavens.
Now, a piece of trash had transformed into the young master of the Clarke Group that everyone had been talking about. How could he not be mad?
What was he then?
Wait, was Wynn aware of it?
All of a sudden, Joel shuddered.
If Wynn was aware of it, what would happen to him?
As Joel thought about it, he called Wynn and asked probingly, “Wynnie, I want to ask you something. Do you know what Philip works as?”
Philip worriedly knitted his eyebrows together. He followed her from behind and patted her back. He asked, “Wynnie, are you alright? Why have you been retching so much recently?”
Wynn shook her head and washed her face with cold water. She said, “It’s fine. I think I’m just stressed and haven’t been eating well.”
“Really?”
Philip was worried about Wynn’s health. He knew that she had been staying up late the past few days.
Wynn wanted to say something but a thought flashed across her brain. She widened her eyes and said in shock, “P-Philip, am I… pregnant?”
F*ck!
Philip was stunned. He froze and stared at Wynn.
The next moment, without saying anything, he carried Wynn like a bride and ran to the emergency unit. “Doctor, hurry! Hurry up and take a look at my wife!”
Gynecology.
Wynn sat nervously as a doctor opposite her, who seemed somewhat old, read her pulse. In stark contrast to Wynn, the doctor has a calm expression on his face.
Philip stood next to Wynn anxiously with his hands placed on her shoulders. He was extremely nervous.
It was very late at the moment and there was no one else at the hospital. There were only a few doctors on shift.
“How is it, doctor? Is my wife pregnant?” Philip asked nervously.
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