Chapter 721

What the hell was going on here?

The richest man in Riverdale was actually standing respectfully in front of Philip and even called him

Mr. Clarke!

This completely toppled their inherent impression of Philip!

Martha was still fine since she already knew that there was something unusual about Philip.

However, she was still surprised at this scene!

As for Amelia and the others, they were so shocked that their jaws dropped. With their eyes widened,

they could not speak for a while!

They could still recall vividly their sarcasm and irony toward Philip just now. At this moment, they were

flustered.

Over there, Philip’s gaze swept over them coldly as he said, “Carry on your discussion. How do you

plan to handle this car? Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, or Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and

Sundays?”

Like a basin of cold water, his words splashed on them and extinguished their interest instantly.

Amelia was still a little unconvinced and muttered, “What the heck… The car isn’t yours?”

Philip smiled earnestly. “I never said the car is mine, right? You’re the ones who said I bought it with the

company’s money.”

“This…”

Amelia was speechless. She lowered her head, rolled her eyes, and glanced at Bernard.

Bernard was also very helpless and said nothing.

“Sister Martha, why don’t you ask him what’s going on?” Amelia whispered in Martha’s ear.

Martha was also curious. She had been in high spirits for such a long time, but it turned out that this car

belonged to George Thomas instead?

“Philip, what’s going on? Who does this car belong to?” Martha mustered up the courage and asked.

Philip could not be bothered to explain it to them and said, “Old Man George, tell them.”

George thought for a moment. According to the young master’s temper, he was likely to conceal it, so

there was only one thing he could do.

“Everyone, I’m sorry, this car belongs to me. I met Mr. Clarke just now and happened to send him back

on the way. I didn’t expect such a misunderstanding. I’m sorry,” George explained.

With that, everyone understood the situation and despised Philip even more.

After all the commotion, it was not his car.

They had been happy for nothing.

Among them, Amelia was the most obvious as she cursed in a low voice, “I thought something was up,

but it turned out to be a fluke. As expected, a wastrel is always a wastrel. He’d never be able to afford

such a good car in his entire life!”

Bernard also ridiculed, “Forget it, don’t say anymore. We’re ashamed even if he’s not.”

Philip’s brows furrowed deeper at those words.

Who were these people? Everything was his fault now?

Despite that, he really could not be bothered about them. He turned around, said a few words to

George, and returned to the villa.

George also returned to his car, nodded at Martha, and left.

Watching as the Rolls-Royce drove away, Amelia and her family felt very unhappy and thought it was a

pity.

“Sister Martha, what’s going on? How does Philip know the richest man in our city? I’ve never heard of

it before.” Amelia only remembered this matter now and asked hurriedly.

Martha explained bitterly, “Philip had saved the old man once, so maybe he’s grateful for his help.”

With that said, Martha told them about Philip’s previous explanation.

Amelia and her family finally understood the whole event.

Everything was just a misunderstanding.

Everyone returned to the villa in low spirits, but Amelia was still very satisfied at the thought of living in

such a luxurious villa and quickly told Bernard and Lynn to pack their things.

They circled the entire villa to select rooms for themselves.

Amelia, this middle-aged woman, was just as shameless and unreasonable as Martha Yates.

At one glance, she had already decided on a room on the second floor because it was huge and

overlooked the lake behind.

“Sister Martha, we’ll take this room on the second floor!”

Amelia stood on the second floor and yelled loudly. Without waiting for Martha’s reply, she quickly

moved in.

At the same time, she also moved the contents of the room out.

It was all children’s toys.

“Hey, Mom, why do I think that this room belongs to Mila?”

Lynn passed by and took a look. She had also taken a fancy to this room just now but dared not take it.

“That brat? It’s fine. What are you afraid of? This villa belongs to Sister Martha. What else can Philip

say? We’re going to stay here. Go and pack your things.”

Amelia was unperturbed.

It was a waste for such a good room to be given to that brat.