Chapter 368
The First Heir
Money made the world go round.
Now that everything was in place, the three of them left Millennium with two rows of professionally-
trained salespeople carrying their things behind them. Wherever they went, it looked like a parade!
Of course, that resulted in quite a stir at the entrance to Millennium.
These people were filthy rich!
They had spent a total of five hundred thousand!
All three of them were dressed from head to toe in branded goods now!
âAlright, on to Copper Peacock Palace.â
Philip declared calmly as soon as they got into the car.
Now that he was dressed like this at such an important event, how would his old friends react to his
arrival?
Get ready, Copper Peacock Palace, because Philip Clarke was on his way!
Copper Peacock Palace was in the heart of the city. It was one of Riverdaleâs five-star hotels, and it
was a sight to behold!
It was built to resemble an ancient building!
It had seven stories, and the whole structure was grand and magnificent!
Any party held here just had to be on a whole different level.
Right now, Copper Peacock Palace was surrounded by a strict security detail, inside and outside. After
all, the attendees today were all tycoons and moguls from Capital City, as well as the cream of the crop
from all fields in Riverdale. They could not afford to slip up in the slightest.
There were many reporters gathered at the door as well, ready for their next big scoop.
Philip and the others parked their car at a nearby parking lot and walked over to the hotel.
As soon as they reached the door, their attention was caught by the large, traditional-looking building.
âCome on, letâs go in,â Philip said.
He was about to show the guard his invitation when an Audi flew up to the door. A young couple
alighted from the car.
âDafuq? Philip Clarke? Why are you here?â
The man was none other than Frank. He made a big show of taking off his shades, giving Philip and
the others a sideways look. âWhoa, decent threads you have there. Brioni, huh? Must cost a few tens
of thousands? Oh, I know, you must be renting them. Whatâs the daily rate? I thought you said you
werenât coming, so why are you here now?â
Howard was furious. He clenched his hands into fists and said darkly, âItâs none of your f*cking
business! Who the f*ck are you, anyway?!â
He was quite unhappy with the way Frank was treating Philip.
âHaha, with the two of them? They make the clothes look like they dug them out of the trash.â
That little b*tch Samantha was wearing a pale-yellow coat over a short white pleated skirt. Her legs
were bare for all to see, her skin smooth, and her arms propping up her chest. The contempt on her
face was obvious.
âHey, how could you say that? Youâre so rude!â
Hayley could not bear to watch anymore, so she immediately told Samatha off.
Samantha was no pushover either, though. She snorted and pointed at Hayley, asking Philip, âHoh, is
this your little sugar mommy? She doesnât look that great. Her face looks like a croaker fish, if you ask
me.â
What the f*ck!
Hayley instantly lost her temper. She rolled up her sleeves and swore, âWhat the hell do you mean by
âsugar mommyâ? Iâm Howardâs girlfriend! Are you asking for a beating?â
Was everyone from Howardâs hometown this raucous?
Philp was a little dumbfounded.
The girl could be sweet as a lark or loud as a horn!
âWhatâs the matter, wanna hit me? Go for it, Iâm not scared of you! Ugly b*tch!â
Samantha stuck out her chest and stepped closer, her expression saying she could take anything
Hayley could dish out.
âI bet the three of you are in it together. How dâyou like your threesomes? So shameless!â
Samatha turned her cheek and threw them another insult.
âSay that again, I dare you!â Hayley raged.
Philip hurriedly pulled her back from the brink of going berserk. He shook his head and said, âForget it,
donât stoop to her level. Letâs just go in.â
Hayley cursed at Samantha a few more times before turning to go inside with Philip and Howard.
Frank scoffed and said, âAre you seriously trying to go in there, Philip?â
âYeah, I am. Got a problem with that?â Philip turned around perfectly casually and shrugged.
âHahahahaâ¦â
Frank practically bent over laughing. He patted Philipâs shoulder and said, âPhilip, do you have any idea
where this is? Do you have any idea whatâs happening here tonight?â
âThis is Copper Peacock Palace, right? Canât you read?â
Philip pointed at the large words etched above their heads.
Huh?
Frank paused, his words stuck in his throat and his expression unreadable. âThatâs right, this is Copper
Peacock Palace, but not anyone can go inside. Besides, the party tonight will be attended by all the
hotshots from Capital City plus some of the top dogs in Riverdale. Why are you trying to go in, good-
for-nothing trash? If youâre worried about your wife, you can wait at the door. Iâm nice enough to get you
three some chairs.â
What he implied was obvious enough. He was saying that Philip had no right to go in and could only
wait outside.
âIs that so?â
Philip purposely put on a look of confusion as he frowned. He was wondering if he should call Hudson
Cash to greet him at the door.