The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 79

Slap!

A loud smack rang through the air.

At this instant, Samuel’s eyes were wide open as his face flared red with anger. He pointed a finger at Wesley and shouted furiously, “Shut up! You’re in no position to speak here. Scram!”

He blamed himself for this. He had spoiled his son too much and that was what cultivated this arrogant and defiant attitude of his.

“Dad, are you crazy! Why did you hit me?”

Wesley felt extremely wronged as he turned and glared at Philip resentfully before grumbling, “What the f*ck did you do? Why is my dad speaking to you like this!”

Philip said nothing.

Samuel, on the other hand, moved first. His hand went for Wesley’s cheek once more as he yelled, “Wesley Warren, shut your d*mn mouth! How can you speak to Mr. Clarke with that tone? Do you know that the ground you’re standing on now belongs to Mr. Clarke? The Arc de Triumph Group is now under Mr. Clarke. Now hurry up and apologize to Mr. Clarke!”

Wesley was completely stunned.

The Arc de Triumph Group was now Philip’s?

What… What was going on?

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Clarke. I didn’t teach my son how to behave himself. Please tell me what to do and we can settle this however you want.” Samuel knew that his move now would determine his life from today onward.

Philip stared into Wesley’s empty eyes and replied, “It’s fine, your son and I are old classmates.”

Old classmates?

Taken aback, Samuel quickly recovered with a smile and said, “Oh, that’s good. Wesley should thank his lucky stars for being able to have a classmate like you, Mr. Clarke.”

The flattery was making Philip extremely uncomfortable.

No way!

Impossible!

How did Philip get the money to purchase the Arch de Triumph Group?

He did not believe this!

He had already experienced living under Philip’s shadow during their college days.

Was Philip going to crush him once again?

He would not accept this!

“Wesley Warren, do you remember what I said just now? Life is a long journey. You never know who’s going to strike gold, do you?” Philip said with a small smile.

Flustered, Wesley stumbled back and fell to the ground. With a finger pointed at Philip’s face, he yelled, “That’s impossible! I’m Wesley Warren! You’ll never be able to beat me!”

Philip could not be bothered to entertain him any longer. He knew how unstable Wesley was at the moment.