Chapter 866
The First Heir
Only three people were sitting in the huge private room, so it inevitably seemed a bit empty.
Klein looked at Wynn with a smile on his face and said, âMadam Johnston is a very successful
entrepreneur indeed. I heard of your name in Capital City, and after seeing you tonight, I must say the
rumors are justified.â
Wynn smiled and said, âThank you for your compliments. I can certainly say the same about you. I
grew up reading about your accomplishments.â
Klein nodded silently and did not ask any further. They were all just empty praises.
Klein turned toward Philip and said, âMr. Clarke is here too. Let me propose a toast to you first. I hope
this dinner tonight can clear up some misunderstandings between you and the Hane family.â
Interesting. Was this a reverse strategy?
Philip smiled but did not raise his glass. He looked at Klein and said, âMr. Hane, Iâm afraid I canât afford
your toast. Why isnât Francis here tonight? I really wanted to talk to him over some drinks to clear up
the misunderstanding between us. Isnât he here today?â
Wynn glanced at Philip in surprise. Was he deliberately rubbing salt on the wound?
After hearing Philipâs words, the muscles on Kleinâs face twitched slightly!
The young man in front of him was really shameless to the extreme!
His nephew was admitted to the hospital not long ago because of his beating!
How could he be sitting here, grinning broadly, as if nothing had happened?
What did he mean by clearing up the misunderstanding between them? It was bullsh*t!
Francis was now lying in the hospital, wallowing in depression. Every day, he was suffering in pain from
both his mind and body, thinking about revenge constantly. However, this person was acting as if
nothing had happened!
This damned brat! He needed to take care of him tonight and avenge his nephew!
Klein looked at Philip, anger burning in his eyes. He could not help his body from trembling.
Even if he had mastered a calm temperament after being in the business for such a long time, in front
of Philip tonight, he really could not control himself!
Klein really wished to crush Philipâs body into a thousand pieces, but now was not the time yet. He
needed to endure!
Philip pretended not to notice the change in Kleinâs eyes and asked rather curiously instead, âMr. Hane,
are you alright? Why is your face red? We havenât even started drinking yet. Are you feeling unwell?â
How dare he ask this question?
Hearing Philipâs words, Klein almost spat a mouthful of blood.
Hateful!
This guy did not play by the rules!
Even a character like Klein could hardly stay still any longer.
Wynn heard Philipâs words and could not help her mouth from twitching.
After his eyes lingered on Philipâs cunning face for a few seconds, Klein suddenly laughed.
This old fox had a gloomy expression just now, but it suddenly became radiant in an instant. One could
not help but feel that it was incomprehensible. Was Klein driven to madness by Philip already?
Philip also laughed uproariously. The entire private room was filled with the laughter of the two of them.
Those who did not know the situation would think they were the best of friends!
âFantastic. Itâs really great to be young. The young have certainly surpassed the old.â
The corners of Kleinâs eyes were wrinkled with a smile. He clapped his hands and said, âThis is the era
of the young people. It seems that old men like us should retire soon.â
Philip smiled and said, âNo way, you must be kidding. Youâre not old. You still look very young. Just look
at your radiant complexion. You donât look like a man in his 50s or 60s, rather more like a young kid still
going through puberty.â
Smack!
Klein slapped the table abruptly and shouted, âPhilip Clarke, what do you mean by that?â