Chapter 545
The First Heir
Buffer hesitated. After a pause, he said, âMiss Johnston, these funds are mine. They have nothing to
do with Mr. Clarke.â
Wynnâs heart settled back into her chest.
Phew, and here she thought her husband hadâ¦
âAnyway, thank you for believing in me, Mr. Buffer. I will not let you down.â
Wynn quickly signed the contract and then left the building with it, perfectly ecstatic.
When she arrived downstairs, she saw Philip waiting by the curb. It seemed he had been there for
some time now.
âHow did it go?â
Philip saw how dejected Wynn looked and thought for a moment that Buffer had not agreed to invest in
Beacon.
Wynn took a second to recover, but then she jogged up to him like a lively little college girl, the type
that won the hearts of every boy on campus. She jumped into Philipâs arms and gave him a huge hug.
âWe did it, we did it! A three-billion-dollar investment, and we signed off on it!â
Wynn was extremely excited, like a teenage girl at her birthday party.
âThatâs good to hear! Come on, letâs go home.â
Philip hugged Wynn, feeling her petite body in his embrace. Again, he could not help but wonder at his
wifeâs beautiful body.
He was very reluctant to eventually let go of her.
Wynnâs little face was red to the roots of her ears. She jumped into the car and headed right back to the
company.
When she returned and announced that exciting piece of news, the entire company erupted into a furor.
The receptionist Houston had planted in the company immediately reported the news to Houston once
she received it.
Houston and the others were still eating and drinking in the room they booked. When he received the
report, he was struck dumb. He then roared, âHow can this be?! Who dares to give Wynn Johnston that
investment?! Thatâs three f*cking billion, not small change!â
Houstonâs exclamation left the rest of the room silent.
Blakeâs expression was dark as he asked, âWhat happened, Houston? Did Johnston get a new
investor?â
Houston did not look pleased at all either as he nodded. âYeah. She received an investment of three
billion dollars, Dad.â
The atmosphere in the room went a little askew at that.
Blake looked ready to kill, but he was also confused. âBut how? Who would dare to invest in Beacon
now? Arenât they worried about offending our patron?â
Blake also could not compute the part where a random stranger turned up and immediately invested
three billion dollars!
âSorry, everyone. I have some business to take care of, so Iâll take my leave now.â
Blake was in a hurry to leave. This sudden and unwelcome intrusion left him in a very foul mood.
He had to consult Madam Wallis right away.
Their banquet had lost its original intention, and several of Beaconâs board members exchanged looks.
They never expected Beacon to suddenly find a new investor either.
Was this investor not afraid of retribution from the Michaelsâ patron and supporter?
âWhat now?â
Someone asked.
âWeâll wait and see.â
Someone else replied.
Not long after Blake left, Houston also walked out of the room in a rage. âItâs that f*cking Philip Clarke
again! Who the hell is he?â
A few minutes ago, Houston had received word that Philip was the reason Beacon managed to secure
that investment.
âWhatâs the matter, Housey? Why the temper?â
Shirley had just stepped out of the car. When she saw how angry Houston looked, she ran right up to
him, crashing into him chest-first.
Houston grabbed her chest viciously and said, âWhy do you think? Itâs that Philip again, of course!
Always going against me! Beacon only found a new investor this time through his connections. I canât
believe that trash knows anyone worth anything.â
âI donât really get it, Housey. Philip is just a nobody employee and a useless man who relies on his wife,
to boot. Why is he always going against you? Isnât he scared at all?â Shirley asked.
Houston was furious. Taking a dreg of a cigarette, he spat, âIâll get that f*cker some day!â
Shirleyâs mind whirred, and she said in a whisper, âActually, Housey, I know some people⦠Shall we
teach him a lesson he wonât forget out there?â
Her suggestion made sense to him, so he hurriedly asked, âWho do you know? How good are they?â
âDonât worry! I just got to know them a few days ago, and theyâre pretty famous in Riverdale. Apparently
they have thirty or forty men under them,â said Shirley.
âSounds good, call them right now!â
Houston desperately wanted to teach Philip a lesson. If possible, he wanted to make Philip disappear
from Riverdale forever!
Shirley made the call and said with a sweet smile, âKarl, do you remember me?â
âAnd you are?â said a deep voice from the other one.
âItâs me, Shirley.â
Shirley glanced at Houston next to her and laughed. âOh, I was hoping to ask you for a favor. My boss
wants to meet you.â
âOh? Okay, just name your place.â
There was a deep chuckle in her ear.
âAlright, then letâs meet at the Chinese place at Towerview Street later.â
Shirley hung up and gestured âokayâ to Houston.