“Manager Goode?” Supervisor Sandler was taken aback before he yelled mockingly, “Presumptuous! What right do you have to mention Manager Goode? Do you think we’re at a small gathering where you can talk about him so casually?” The audience’s blood boiled at his words. “Supervisor Sandler, hurry up and get rid of this rubbish!” “This idiot is really good at bragging.” “A poor place like Riverdale is really good at producing rubbish. It’s really shocking.” At this time, everyone’s gaze at Philip was full of disdain and contempt. Philip frowned slightly at these countless accusations. Supervisor Sandler did not want to delay this matter any further, so he turned his head and shouted, “Where’s the security guard? Hurry up and throw this filthy guy out for me.” “Sneaking into the private banquet for the owners of Blossoms Park is not an easy act to forgive. Call the cops too. I want to see what the police have to say about someone sneaking into private territory.” Everyo
This jerk turned out to be Anson’s distinguished guest? How could that be? It must be known that everyone present tonight had to be polite in front of Manager Goode. With Anson’s distinguished identity, how did he get to know a bum in shabby clothes like Philip? He tried to defend himself. “I didn't know that this gentleman was invited by you. If I knew, how would I possibly dare to do this?” Anson remained unmoved. Instead, he smiled apologetically to Philip and said, “Sorry, I’m late. “I didn't expect my subordinates to be so ignorant and cause such trouble.” With that said, Anson was full of anger. What kind of person was Philip Clarke? Manager Goode’s distinguished guest! He was the person with the highest status tonight! He was the owner of Bird of Paradise Villa! Even Sam Cohen had given specific instructions that he must invite Mr. Clarke upstairs for a private meeting. These people had chastised Philip so much and even tried to kick him out of the banq
He looked at Gil reproachfully. “Is Mr. Clarke someone you can humiliate casually?” “I’ll talk to your father about this matter myself.” After he finished speaking, he ignored Gil's pale face, turned his head to Philip, and whispered in his ear, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Cohen and a few friends are waiting for you upstairs.” “Sure.” Philip nodded, glanced at Gil Dean lightly, then smiled before turning away. Supervisor Sandler could not take it anymore. He slumped to the ground, his face pale. Gil lowered his head and gritted his teeth with his fists clenched. That final look from Philip seemed to be ridiculing him, turning into a sharp sword and piercing his self-esteem fiercely. “That son of a b*tch!” After the two walked away, Gil finally exploded. He took the wine glass from the nearby table and smashed it on the ground. “How does he know Anson Goode? This is impossible!” The moment Yolanda had seen Anson, her expression could not help but change slightly as she excl
The two took a seat, and Anson accompanied him next to him. After a round of toast, Sam immediately broached the topic and said, “Mr. Clarke, this time, Soaring Real Estate Group has decided to set up a real estate company in Riverdale to expand our business there. When the time comes, we hope you can extend some help, Mr. Clarke.” If they could get some help from Philip, or rather, an investment, then the ten-year plan of Soaring Real Estate Group in Riverdale would face no problems at all! By itself, the Soaring Real Estate Group of Sam Cohen had a certain influence. In Uppercreek, it was one of the three giants in the real estate industry. However, Riverdale was different; its waters ran deep. Moreover, Philip was different, and the background he came from was different. Through Hoyt Luther, Sam already knew and understood this point deeply. He and Hoyt had been friends in private for many years, and naturally, they knew the true identity of Philip Clarke! When he wa
Philip’s eyes were cold as he shook his hand directly, brushing away Yolanda's arm. Smack! Philip responded in kind, slapping Yolanda’s face angrily while saying, “Yolanda Lee, that’s enough! You keep challenging my patience time and again! If not for the sake of our acquaintance, I’d have dealt with you a long time ago!” Every person had a limit. Philip Clarke was no exception! He had always kept a low profile and did not wish to cause any trouble most of the time, especially now that he was looking for his sister Hannah Clarke. He did not want news of his actions to be spread or to cause a sensation as it would only lead him to be noticed by people with ulterior motives. That was why he had been deliberately restraining his temper. However, Yolanda’s actions had crossed the limit! Yolanda was stunned, clutching her pretty face while staring at Philip in disbelief. “You... How dare you hit me?!” Yolanda’s eyes widened, and the anger in her heart surged. Why had she
“Hehe.” Gil sneered, taking a tissue from the side to cover his mouth and nose. His eyes were stern as he said, “What, a bankrupt young master like you wants to make a move against me?” Ludicrous! A useless and bankrupt young master dared to challenge him? He was simply courting death! The corners of Philip's mouth were slightly raised as a sneer appeared. He said, “You’ll find out.” Then, he raised his fist and threw it at Gil again. Gil’s eyes widened in fright and he quickly raised his hand to cover his face. He acted very arrogantly most of the time, but when it came to a fight, he was a weak chicken. “Stop! Who dares to touch Young Master Dean?!” At this time from the direction of the stairs, a group of men in security uniforms rushed in. All of them were big and burly men, each holding an anti-riot baton in their hand. The guy in the lead was the chief coach of the Dean family’s security guards, Sunny Howe, also known as Howie on the streets! Everyone in t
Mr. Clarke? Yolanda was also in a daze, her mind wandering. Philip… Why was he being addressed to as Mr. Clarke? Wait a minute! Gil’s heart trembled suddenly! This person was the chairman of Soaring Real Estate Group, Sam Cohen! Now, at this moment, Sam was here and he addressed that piece of trash as Mr. Clarke! Seeing Juan and Yolanda looking at him suspiciously, Philip's heart trembled. Oh no, if his identity was exposed in Uppercreek, the people keeping an eye on him in the dark would definitely investigate his purpose for coming here. At that time, it might cause unnecessary trouble or even cause harm to his sister! Philip must conceal it temporarily. Therefore, he stared at Sam coldly, and Sam stammered in fright with just one look. Sam was taken aback but understood quickly. Hoyt Luther had once explained to him that Mr. Clarke's identity must be kept secret. This was also the reason why he wanted to receive Philip in the private room upstairs, so Sam
However, at this moment, Gil had already been consumed by anger. He just wanted to teach Philip, this ignorant trash, a good lesson! Thus, he shouted arrogantly, “What are you afraid of? Are there things I can’t do in Uppercreek? So what if he’s Sam Cohen? This is Uppercreek, the land of the young. One Sam Cohen will be trampled under my shoes sooner or later!” Audacious! Outrageous! At this moment, Gil Dean had brought into full play the flippant temperament of a rich second-generation young master. On the opposite, Sam’s face was as dark as night. No one had ever dared to talk to him like this! “Rascal, what are you talking about? This is an outrage!” Suddenly, a gruff shout came from behind Gil’s group. Soon after, the group of people brought by Gil made a pathway automatically! It was a burly middle-aged man with an angular face. His pair of thick eyebrows were raised, and his face was full of anger. Wearing a gray suit, he came up and kicked Gil directly on his