Chapter 363


    To that, Philip replied with a ‘That’s all’.


    On the other end, George inquired, ‘Are you at Dragon King Pce, Young Master? Mr. Cash, the


    person in charge of Capital City’s division of rke Group, is here with me and is hoping to meet up


    with you about the matters of the Beacon investment. Should I send him over to wait for you at Dragon


    King Pce?’


    ‘The person in charge of rke Group’s Capital City division?’


    Philip wore an expression of suspicion before it morphed into a yful smile as he turned his gaze to


    Frank who continued to sing high praises of himself. He replied to the text, ‘Sure. Have hime over.’


    Having replied, Philip put his phone down again.


    The rke family had more than just one rke Group. The one in Capital City was merely a small


    group of theirs.


    Martha was enraged at her useless trash of a son-inw. After grumbling about it for a while, she gave


    an apologetic smile. “How can I let you pay so much? How about I pay for it this time?”


    To treat people to a meal meant spending money.


    That was something Martha equated to cutting off a piece of her flesh.


    She had no other choice. Her dignity was on the line.


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    Could she rely on Philip to regain her dignity?


    Of course not.


    “Oh no, Aunt Martha. It’s just a meal, why are you being so courteous about it? Frank here earns


    400,000 a year. It’s not as if he needs all that money. Though what about your son-inw Philip? Can


    he pay the cost of the private room? Or even treat us to the Dragon King set meal?”


    Samantha raised her eyebrows, her expression full of sarcasm and unfiltered taunt.


    It felt great. It had been too long since she stole the spotlight from Wynn.


    Had it not been for her useless husband, Samantha might never have the chance to show up this


    perfect woman.


    “Indeed, Aunt Martha. Just enjoy the meal. The money means little to nothing to me.”


    Frank spoke up as well, his wealth backing him up.


    He was pleased mainly by the fact that he would be showing off his wealth in front of Wynn.


    It was all thanks to that good-for-nothing Philip rke, or he might not have shone as brightly as he


    was now.


    Martha was close to burying herself under the table with how disgraced she felt. She was extremely


    envious of her sister and felt nothing but pure disdain for Philip.


    Look.


    Philip was justughing goofily next to Wynn about something he said.


    “What are youughing about? Look at Frank, then look at yourself! If you even have half of Frank’s


    skills, I, Martha Yates, will personally serve you myself!”


    Martha’s head throbbed in infuriation. She grumbled as she red holes into Philip.


    Wynn was about to step in and defend Philip only for him to tug her hand under the table.


    “It’s fine,” Philip whispered in Wynn’s ear.


    Opposite them, Pa and Samantha merelyughed insultingly.


    The feeling of looking down at scum from a high position was great.


    Philip turned to Martha this time and spoke calmly, “I’m actually pretty rich, Mom. If you don’t believe


    me, I can treat you all to this meal.”


    “What?”


    Martha’s blood boiled in anger!


    ‘What does he mean he can treat us all to this meal?


    ‘Does he even have the money?


    ‘The Dragon King set meal costs 10,000 bucks per person!


    ‘There’s six of us here, which makes that 60,000!


    ‘Is he going to call me, his mother-inw, toe up with the sum from my own pocket?’


    As a result, Martha began to reprimand Philip, “You’re getting more and more shameless every day!


    You think you’re rich just because you say you are? Where do you think you get your money from? It’s


    all Wynnie’s! How much can you earn a month with your stupid sry?”


    “I have money, Mom. My card…”


    “Money my foot! Shut your mouth!” Further irked, Martha interrupted before Philip could continue.


    Philip was speechless. There was no way he could win a verbal fight with Martha, so all he could do


    was sit quietly.


    “Don’t fight with Philip, Aunt Martha. I’m sure he has his troubles as well. How about I help him get a


    jobter? One that earns over 10,000 a month?”


    Frank spoke generously.


    Martha nodded once. “Thank you.”


    Frank felt a surge of satisfaction in his shallow heart and stood up to walk over. He patted Philip on the


    shoulder with a smile. “It’s not manly to live off Wynn, Philip. You’re free toe to me anytime if you


    want a job. I’ll help you, okay?”


    Philip arched his eyebrows, his expression calm as he stared at Frank who looked immensely proud of


    himself. Was this fellow not just looking for a chance to show off in front of Wynn?


    ‘You’ll help me?


    ‘I can easily help all your chairmen deal with their problems, what do you mean you’ll help me?


    ‘What do you take me for? A man who feeds off his wife?’