‘Master Clarke?’Wesley was stunned. What a joke! ‘Master Clarke? This f*cking asshole?’Then, Philip stood forward. “That would be me. I’m Philip Clarke.” With that, he pointed a finger at Wesley and demanded, “From today onwards, this man is to be removed from Arc de Triumph. I don’t want to see him in any branch at all. Can that be done?” Zayn Yeager tensed. Glancing at Wesley from the corner of his eyes, he said, “I’m afraid not, Master Clarke.” He knew Wesley must have had a conflict with Philip Clarke.Yet to fire Wesley with just a word, that was something Zayn Yeager could not do. Even after disregarding the fact that doing so was against the rules of the hotel, Wesley Warren’s father was one of the hotel’s shareholders. That was a person worth a few hundred million! That itself was enough reason to stop him from firing Wesley. However, Philip’s next sentence shook everyone to their bones. “You might not know, but I’ve already purchased the entirety of Arc de
Wesley Warren flushed a deep red! He had been humiliated! ‘How dare this piece of trash say such things? ‘How dare he threaten to throw me and dad out of Arc de Triumph?!‘Where did this idiot get his bravery from? ‘Fish Leong? ‘This was preposterous!’ “So Philip Clarke, does this mean that as long as I’m not thrown out of Arc de Triumph by the end of today, I’ll hear a ‘Master Wesley’ from your mouth as you kneel before me?” Wesley was pissed. The corners of his lips lifted into a sneer as he spoke. Perhaps, all that Philip had left was his ability to bluff. “Slim chance. Hardly probable.” Philip did not want to entertain Wesley either, considering his goal here was to have dinner. He never planned to stir trouble, but the other had done nothing but humiliate him the entire time. To turn a blind eye would be a disgrace to his identity as the heir to his family’s fortune! ‘So Wesley Warren wants to be arrogant? ‘So he thinks he holds the higher ground? ‘Very w
Hearing that, Samuel froze in shock! ‘There has been a transfer of Arc de Triumph’s shares! ‘Amounting to 20 billion! ‘So Zayn Yeager was speaking the truth when he called just now? ‘All 100 percent of the shares? ‘No way! ‘We’re talking about a whole 20 billion! ‘Who the f*ck swallowed the entire Arc de Triumph in one gulp? ‘Not even those on the Orienta’s list of millionaires can buy it all in one night!’Fear crept up on Samuel. He immediately recalled how Zayn mentioned something along the lines of Wesley having a conflict with Mr. Clarke! ‘Crap! I should call and ask.’ Shortly, Zayn received a call from Samuel. “Mr. Warren? Is something of the matter?” “Pass the phone to Mr. Clarke.” Samuel was restless. Despite not understanding the other’s intentions, Zayn passed the phone to Philip anyway. “Master Clarke, Mr. Warren wishes to speak to you.”Philip took the phone and from the other end came the baritone voice of a middle-aged man. “Mr. Clarke? This i
“Samuel Warren! Don’t just call me when you feel like it and make me clean up after you! This is a difficult time right now. You could put me in danger for this!” From the other end of the line was the voice of a pissed and irked man. Samuel was far from angry and replied in a flattering tone, “Johann, my brother! Something came up, you see. I can only turn to you, Brother.” Johann Sullivan was Samuel’s source of power in Riverdale. It was thanks to Johann that he was where he was today. As a result, he had paid a considerable amount of respect in return. It was just that Johann had specified not to contact him unless something great occurred.Johann begrudgingly left his bed and wore his presbyopic glasses. “What happened?” Samuel was not a horrible person. He knew the rules, so something big must have happened for him to call him this late at night. “Something’s happened to the company, Johann. There’s a young man by the name of Philip Clarke who wants to buy our com
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 Triump
Samuel’s expression darkened even more after seeing how overbearing the other party was. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, “Mr. Clarke, please forgive where you may. There’s no need to be so extreme.” Philip stared back quietly. Samuel could not hold himself back anymore and lashed out in rage. “Philip Clarke, don’t you dare push your luck! I have been dealing in Riverdale for many years now. My net worth is beyond hundreds of millions! The people I know are those you absolutely can’t afford to provoke! If you know what’s best for you, leave this as it is, otherwise, I’ll be fighting you to the very end!” He was truly enraged. He had never suffered such an injustice in his life before. Even after taking a step back, the other party still refused to yield a step. However, Philip remained silent. “Alright, just wait and see!” With that, Samuel dug out his phone and dialed Johann’s number. “Brother Johann, you must help me out! There’s a kid who’s determined to mess wi
The crowd dispersed and left the hotel. Philip found a corner to smoke a cigarette so that he could relieve the pressure in his chest. However, at that moment, a familiar voice sounded not far behind him.“Philip, what are you doing here?” Philip turned around and saw a puzzled Wynn walking toward him with her bag slung over her shoulder.The look on her face showed that she was displeased.Smoking again!Philip quickly stubbed out the cigarette butt and greeted her with a sly smile. “Oh, I’m here for a company dinner.”Philip was anxious and worried as he thought back to when Wynn contacted his other phone before. He was worried that his true identity had been revealed. Wynn walked closer to him and rolled her eyes as she asked, “Where’s Mila?”“Someone from my company is bringing her. I’m meeting her in a bit,” Philip replied with a chuckle. Suddenly, another familiar figure appeared before him.“Philip, I didn’t expect to see you here.” Juan had just parked his ca
Crazy!Philip must have gone mad!Was he allowed to enter that place?Did he not see the parking lot filled with BMW motorcycles? What was he planning to do?Wynn quickly hurried behind Philip, worried that he would do something stupid.Philip, on the other hand, was filled with annoyance. He strode toward the parking lot and pushed away one of the motorcyclists standing beside his bike. Then, he snatched the helmet away from his hands. Everyone naturally turned their gazes toward him. With a helmet in one hand, Philip stretched out both arms as a conceited sneer spread across his face. He gestured to the parking lot full of BMW motorcycles and roared at Wynn who was running toward him and Juan who was standing in the corner, “Wynn, let me tell you this. All the BMW motorcycles in this very parking lot belong to me, Philip Clarke! I bought them all!”His voice was as loud as rolling thunder as it echoed in the parking lot.“And this, the Arc de Triumph Hotel, is mine! I