Chapter 477
The First Heir
Philip touched her nose and said, âYour husband is still capable, okay? From now on, Iâm your knight.â
Wynn rolled her eyes at him shyly.
Over here, Houston was gritting his teeth in anger. He looked at the couple who were walking over and
yelled, âMadam Johnston, you have to give me an explanation for what happened today. If not, Iâll
report you to the board of directors!â
Wynn walked over with a cold expression on her face. She said, âEveryone, this is our new colleague,
Philip Clarke. From now on, heâs my assistant.â
Clap, clap, clap!
The thunderous claps drowned out Houstonâs protest instantly.
Everyone had their opinions about what happened.
Philip really led his life while depending on women. He became the chairwomanâs assistant just like
that.
How shameless it was to depend on a woman to climb the corporate ladder.
However, Philip did not care. He would only stay for a few days.
âAlright, just you wait!â
Houston knew he would not achieve his goal today, so he left with his assistant angrily.
Philip smiled and waved. âMr. Michaels, Iâll be waiting for your arrival at the chairwomanâs office.â
After he said that, Wynn pulled his ear and dragged him into her office.
On the other end of the door, everyone could hear all kinds of chatter and sounds of amusement in the
room.
âDarling, donât tire yourself out. Itâs not good if you tire the baby.â
Philip was kneeling on the floor while listening to Wynnâs stomach.
Wynn pushed him away. She laughed and scolded. âWhat are you listening to? It hasnât even been that
long!â
Philip laughed and ran behind Wynn to massage her shoulders for her.
At the same time.
At the South River District, inside the branch of Anderson Group, Noah slammed down on his desk in
the general managerâs office. He pushed a stack of documents to the floor, and in the process,
smashed a lot of decorations.
He pointed at his subordinates in front of him and roared, âUseless swines! Is it so hard to catch one
person? How did I manage to hire you?
âGood-for-nothing! Pieces of trash!â
Noah was fuming. He went over and kicked the two of them.
Then, the ringtone of his phone interrupted his anger. He looked at the caller ID of his phone and
frowned. He tugged his tie and composed his breathing. He said, âHello, Mr. Michaelsâ¦â
Before Noah could finish speaking, he heard Houstonâs angry yells from the other side of the phone.
âNoah Anderson, is this how you do things? You promised to take down Wynn that day, so whatâs going
on now? Explain!â
Judging from his voice, Houston was also enraged.
Noah furrowed his eyebrows together and controlled the anger in his heart. He said, âMr. Michaels,
donât worry. Thereâs a minor hiccup. Iâll handle everything.â
âA minor hiccup? What minor hiccup?â
âI invited Wynn to dinner alone. I was planning to take her down on the spot. Who knew she brought
another person over and I almost got alcohol poisoning!â
Noah still had lingering fears. He did not expect Philip to have such good tolerance.
âIs there someone else who can drink more than you? Who?â Naturally, Houston would not believe him.
âItâs her useless husband, Philip!â
When Noah mentioned this name, he gritted his teeth in anger.
âWhy is it him again? I donât want to hear your explanation. Remember your promise to me! If not, all
our previous promises will be voided!â
âMr. Michaels, Mr. Michaelsâ¦â
Noah grabbed his phone and jumped up in anger. He then smashed his phone into pieces. âF*ck! How
dare he hang up on me? Does he f*cking think heâs all that? Heâs just one of the useless Michales who
doesnât know anything! Houston, do you really think Iâm your runner?â
Noah was seething. He removed his tie and stood in front of the french window. He looked down on the
city streets.
The glass reflected his icy expression. His eyes were filled with malice.
âContact all of the brothers in my family. I have to take down Wynn! And tell them to come here with
their people to take care of Philip. Money is not a problem.â
Noahâs face was dark. There was an unquestionable deviousness on his face. He continued. âI donât
want to see this person in Riverdale ever again!â
âYes, Young Master.â
â¦
Time passed in a blink of an eye. Philip got off work earlier to visit Mila in the hospital.
âPhilip.â
Suddenly, a sweet and young voice called out his name.
Philip turned around and saw a pair of mesmerizing long legs walking over to him.
It was Melody. She was wearing a sky blue tracksuit, and her hair was in a high ponytail. The skin on
her neck was as white as snow. One would not be able to control themselves from gulping, especially
after seeing her ample bosoms.
She looked pristine and formidable-looking. She also had a smoking hot body!
Philipâs eyes twinkled. It was rare to see such a classy goddess, so he could not help but stare.
However, he was just admiring her from afar.
Why was this young woman dressed like this?