Chapter 283
Philip raised his eyebrows and watched the video in Lynn’s hand. He reached out to grab the phone. “What do you want?” Philip
asked. Lynn was not coy about it. She grabbed Philip’s arm and smiled intimately. “I was tight-lipped about your business last
time, so this time, how do I put it... I should receive some hush money from you.” Philip frowned and looked at Lynn. This girl had
plastered her body against his, and her provocative demeanor made him short of breath. “Just say it, what do you want?” Philip
asked. “Let me drive the car around for a couple of days.” Lynn did not beat around the bush and reached out for the key. It was
a Ferrari, a car she had never driven before. If she drove it to school, it would be flashy as hell!
Hence, she would borrow the Ferrari from Philip today no matter what.
Philip frowned, thought about it for a moment, and shook his head before saying, “No way, the car isn’t
mine.” Lynn immediately became anxious and said, “Not yours? Philip, this joke isn’t funny. Who would
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtever lend you this car?” Could it be that Philip did not want to lend her the car, so he made such an
excuse on purpose? “It’s really not mine.” “Well, I don’t care.
I want the car. If you don’t lend it to me, I’ll send the video to Wynn and even tell her about what
happened the last time.” Lynn was angry. She sat haughtily on the hood of the car, clearly indicating
that she would not budge from the spot. Philip was helpless. He looked around before taking out the
key and throwing it to Lynn. “Okay, I’ll let you drive it for two days, only two days. You’ll have to return it
to me after that. This car really doesn’t belong to me.” Lynn totally did not pay any heed to Philip’s
words. She was simply ecstatic when she received the key from Philip. She could hardly wait to get into
the driver’s seat before she yelled excitedly, “Philip, get in the car. I’ll take you for a ride.” Philip smiled
bitterly before he got into the car. The two of them drove around the city before Lynn sent Philip to the
hospital and took off again. Staring at the direction Lynn had disappeared into, Philip could only shake
his head. In the afternoon, Philip played with Mila for a long while, but most of the time, it was Philip
making faces at her and telling her stories. The little gold bracelet given by Giada yesterday was
already being worn on Mila’s hand. Philip felt a wave of sadness as he looked at it. It had belonged to
his mother. It had been seven years since he last visited his mother’s cemetery. He did a horrible job as
her son. He had no choice. His mother’s final resting place was not an ordinary place. It was Roger
Clarke who personally bought a piece of land measuring tens of thousands of hectares. It was built in
imitation of an ancient imperial tomb.
Now, the cemetery was heavily guarded by Giada’s people. After leaving the ward, he came to the convalescent garden. Philip
sat on the long bench and did not speak for a long time. In his hand, there was a phone that no one else had ever seen before.
He hesitated for a long while before finally dialing a string of numbers. About ten seconds later, the call connected. A bland male
voice could be heard. There was not much emotion, but it gave people an imposing feeling. He respectfully said, “Young Master,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwhat are your orders?” Philip asked calmly, “How are the preparations?” “Everything’s ready. I’m awaiting Young Master’s
instructions,” the voice replied respectfully. “Good,” Philip said, “Nothing can go wrong. The Wallis family must be destroyed. In a
few days, you should attend the banquet held at the Cirrus Manor. We’ll meet there.” “Yes, Young Master.” Philip hung up and
stared at the glow of the setting sun on the horizon, unable to calm his emotions. In order to deal with Giada and the Wallis
family, he had been preparing for 13 years. Since he was 12, he had spent six years investigating the cause of his mother’s
death. At the age of 18, he struck an agreement with Giada and left the Clarke family. It took him another four years to disappear
and integrate himself into the lower echelons of society and bore the infamy of being a wastrel for three years. Initially, Philip
thought he could let go of everything because he had Wynn and Mila. However, Giada’s sudden visit yesterday sounded the
alarm for Philip. This woman had never thought about letting him go. The Wallis family had a hidden agenda. In that case, the
sharp sword that he had concealed for so many years would now be hung over Giada’s head, over the heads of the entire Wallis
family! The Clarke family would forever hold the last name of Clarke! Philip’s eyes became darker as the atmosphere surrounding
him grew chill. Philip was willing to remain anonymous for the sake of Wynn and Mila. Now, however, he had no other choice.
Giada had started to cross the line.