The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 361

Philip was lost. He did not know what Martha Yates was plotting.

Paula, however, was crystal clear. Her sister simply did not want Philip to tag along on the matter of discussing a partnership.

The one billion investment was as good as theirs the moment Frank initiated a partnership with Beacon Pharmaceutical. There was no need for inputs from outsiders like Philip, lest he demanded a portion of the money.

As a result, Paula immediately backed her sister up, “Yeah, yeah. I don’t think you should go.”

There was not much Philip could do. Seeing the Yates sisters agreeing, Philip found himself understanding the actual goal.

The only reason they did not want his involvement meant that they were eying the one billion investment.

‘Oh well.’

He did not want to eat with a materialistic mother-in-law and her relatives either.

“Very well, then. I won’t go.”

Philip turned to speak to Wynn. “Don’t drink, it’s not good for the baby.”

Both Frank and Samantha were shocked at the words he spoke. “You’re pregnant again, Wynnie?”

Wynn nodded mirthfully.

Frank’s expression soured. She was pregnant again!

How could such a perfect woman waste herself by carrying Philip’s child again?

Although, at the second thought that it made Wynn all the more fun to play with, Frank’s sinister smile grew again.

Seeing as none of her family wanted Philip to go, she turned to speak as well, “Ah, you guys can go without me, then. I’ll go look after Mila in the hospital with Philip.”

Frantic, Frank quickly refuted. “Nah. Let’s all go. It’s just a meal, my bank account can take it.”

At that, everyone’s complaints died away.

Everyone found themselves seated in Frank’s car the next moment as they made their way to a newly opened seafood restaurant.

Entering the restaurant, Frank spoke extravagantly, “Dragon King Room.”

As the waiter ushered Frank into the restaurant with a beam, Martha followed behind and looked around the restaurant in awe.

Entering the private room and sitting down, she began to praise. “It can’t be cheap eating here, Sister.”

Paula poofed her hairstyle pridefully. “Not at all. The private room only costs 2,000.”