Chapter 116
The First Heir
Philip frowned deeply, frost in his eyes.
Aiden patted Philipâs shoulder proudly and said, âI bet youâll never guess this. Itâs already this late in the
night, and yet Wynn suddenly invited me to meet here!â
Hahaha!
That felt amazing!
Aiden was ecstatic to see just how ugly Philipâs complexion would turn!
Any man would fly off the handle to hear that his wife was meeting another man this late at night.
However, Philip just smiled calmly and said, âOh, and your point is?â
He was cool and collected, as though it did not concern him at all.
Aiden felt like he was getting an aneurysm.
How could Philip stand something like that?
âWhat the f*ck, Clarke! Your wife is secretly meeting me, so why arenât you mad at all? Donât you think
we might do something a little more after dinner? Arenât you worried?â
Aidenâs words were like arrows shot to the heart.
Any normal man would be raring for a fight after that.
However, Philip was different.
He trusted Wynn, wholly and unconditionally.
That was why he would not entertain those possibilities no matter what Aiden said.
Well, that did not mean he necessarily liked what he was hearing, of course.
Even so, Philip did not show his displeasure. Instead, he kept his cool.
If even Philip lost faith in Wynn, his wife, then that would be a true tragedy.
âThereâs nothing for me to worry about. After all, Wynn already told me about it,â Philip said casually.
Aiden blinked, his look of jest suddenly freezing on his face.
Goddamnit!
He thought he finally had a chance to insult Philip, but the latter was completely unaffected. He did not
seem angry at all.
That had to be a ruse.
Philip must be pretending!
That was why Aiden said crossly, âWhy put on a cool mask like that, trash? Youâre a piece of trash so
low that you canât even keep an eye on your wife, so why bother acting cool with me? Do you really
think I wonât be able to take Wynn home with me tonight?â
He even chuckled coldly before he continued, âIâll be honest with you, then. Wynn wants to meet me to
ask me for money. She wants an entire million! Donât you think I should ask her for something in return
for that much money?â
Aidenâs face said exactly what he meant by âsomethingâ. It was repulsive and despicable.
Philip clenched his hands into fists, his eyes going cold.
Bam!
It all happened without warning!
He slammed his fist right into Aidenâs face, and blood started spurting from the latterâs nose!
âIâm warning you, Aiden Grant! Donât mess with me, or Iâll make you regret it for the rest of your life!â
Philip said furiously, bloodlust in his eyes.
âF*ck!â
Aiden bent over, holding his nose. His face was twitching as he jabbed a finger at Philip, roaring, âHow
dare you hit me, Clarke! Motherf*cker, youâre dead meat today!â
As he said that, he hurriedly pulled out his phone and made a call. His voice was muffled as he held his
nose. âDan, f*cking get your *ss to Virtuous Court! Thereâs someone I need you to kill!â
With that, he hung up and looked at Philip with fire in his eyes. He was definitely furious now.
How dare a wimp like that attack him!
He was going to teach Philip a lesson he would never forget today!
That would show him for messing with someone he should not!
However, Philip watched everything unfold calmly.
He already had a plan in mind.
He had to finish off Aiden Grant, once and for all!
The man had crossed Philipâs bottom line.
It did not matter if Aiden owned some large education company chain, or if his father knew the minister
of education.
Anyone who tried to stop him from taking Aiden down would go down as well!
With that decision made, Philip took one step forward and stared at Aiden icily. âGrant, youâve
successfully managed to piss me off. In that case, prepare to face the consequences.
âHaha.â
Aiden chuckled coldly and pulled out a napkin to cover his nose. His gaze was sharp but his voice was
still muffled as he said, âWhat? A piece of trash like you wants to make me pay?â What a joke!
Philip was a good-for-nothing broke-*ss beggar! Yet he was threatening Aiden now?
He must have a death wish!
The corners of Philipâs lips curved into a cold sneer, and he mouthed, âIdiot.â
Then he raised his fists again and swung them at Aiden once more.
Aidenâs eyes instantly widened in shock, and he hurriedly covered his face with his hands.
He usually acted pompously, but he was actually half a head shorter than Philip and far less fit.
âStop!â
All of a suddenâ¦
An angry shout reached them from not too far away.