Chapter 379

She was about to step forth when her phone rang at just the wrong moment. Wynn glanced at the

caller ID and saw that it was Joel.

She frowned her pretty crescent brows and simply rejected the call.

Immediately, however, she received a text instead.

The contents went straight to the point. “Wynn, I’m waiting for you at the carpark. There’s something I

have to tell you about Philip.”

Philip?

Did something happen to him?

Wynn was worried. She glanced at Master Clarke, who was surrounded by his admirers, and decided

that she could still see him later anyway.

That was why she turned around and headed for the carpark outside.

She was very worried about Philip.

On the other hand, Philip was giving a speech on the stage to a hall full of attentive guests.

Yolanda had returned after leaving, and now she was standing amongst the crowd, still feeling lost. Her

large eyes stared intently at Philip, in the middle of his speech.

So he really was Master Clarke.

“That piece of trash! He’s clearly loaded and even the young master of a large corporation. So why the

hell did he act poor for?!”

Yolanda swore inwardly and turned to leave.

However, Howard jumped out of the shadows and gave her a half-smile. “If I remember correctly,

Yolanda, someone said that she would run around Riverdale naked if Philip turned out to be Master

Clarke.”

“You!”

Yolanda stomped her foot, her face bright red with embarrassment. “That has nothing to do with you!”

She then turned on her kitty heels and began to leave.

Halfway out the door, though, she turned around and looked at Philip, who was smiling calmly on

stage. No one could tell what she was thinking, but eventually she muttered, “Just you wait, Philip

Clarke. You’re mine!”

After the speech, Philip checked his phone and finally saw that Wynn had sent him a text.

She had told him to come pick her up.

So where was she?

He did not remember seeing her earlier. She said she was coming to meet him, right? Where was she

now?

Philip stood up and looked around. He then said a few words with Hudson and the rest before excusing

himself in advance.

“Yo, Philip! You really showed them tonight. You should have seen Yolanda’s face just now, and the

others too. They looked like they saw a ghost! Damn, that’s therapeutic!”

Howard beamed and followed Philip out of Copper Peacock Palace.

“Actually, how rich is your family exactly, Philip? Do you have rules in your family like in novels, where

you can’t reveal your identity until you’re a certain age?”

Hayley walked out of Copper Peacock Palace and immediately asked Philip.

Although she knew Philip’s true identity in advance, she was still stunned by the scene she had just

witnessed!

“Heh, Hayley, you don’t know this but our Philip is the heir to one of the richest families out there!”

Howard boasted.

Just then, the three of them saw Yolanda, who was standing at the door.

“Why are you still here, Yolanda?”

Howard said with a scowl. He was so fed up with this woman and her shameless gold-digging ways.

“That has nothing to do with you.”

Yolanda gave Howard a mean look and then turned to Philip. She looked a little guilty, her face bright

red. “Um, Philip, I need to talk to you about something.”

Philip blinked at Yolanda, who was acting all shy. What was happening there?

What could she want to talk to him about?

However, Howard taunted her, saying, “Haha, I see what’s going on. You know that Master Clarke here

is loaded now, so you wanna kiss up to him, huh?”

His words made her turn even redder. She looked at him angrily and then told Philip, “It’s about Wynn.

Up to you if you want to hear me out.”

With that, Yolanda hastily turned around and walked to the side.

Philip thought it over and actually went with her.

“You’re actually going there, Philip? You know what that b*tch Yolanda is like,” advised Howard.

“It’s fine. You two can go back ahead of me, I’m going to wait here for Wynn anyway.”

Philip assured them with a smile and then put his hands in his pockets, walking toward Yolanda.

“Alright, spit it. What do you wanna say about Wynn?”

Philip asked, maintaining a distance from Yolanda.

“Aww, Philly Why are you standing so far away from me?”

That girl Yolanda whined sweetly and threw herself onto hi, perking up her butt and grabbing Philip’s

arm like a clingy girlfriend.

Huh?

“Don’t, definitely not when we’re alone. Let’s just get back to the topic at hand.”

Philip hastily pulled his arm away from Yolanda and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Yolanda glared at him, but then she curved the corners of her cherry lips into a cunning smile.

She stood a chance!

This was the heir to one of the richest families, the young master of Clarke Group!

If Yolanda could make herself his legal wife and kick Wynn out of the picture, she would not have to

worry about money ever again as Mrs. Clarke.