Chapter 638
Marcus stood up and held his hands behind his back, telling the old man Len next to him, “Uncle Len, take her away.” Len
nodded slightly. Wynn saw the old man take one step after another toward her, the pressure rolling off him in dangerous waves!
“Sorry, girl.” With that, Len reached his hand out and grabbed Wynn! Just then, the door to the chairperson’s office flew open.
Philip stumbled in, smiling sheepishly. “You asked for me, Madam Johnston?” They were at work, after all. He should not call her
honey.
Everyone in the office froze and stared at Philip, who was standing at the door. Some of the gazes
were enraged, others suspicious, nervous, grateful, confused… As for Philip, he just walked in
obediently and closed the door behind him. “Um, Madam Johnston, what’s happening here?” Philip had
been standing outside for a long time now. He came in and feigned ignorance, though. “Philip Clarke!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWell, well, you saved me the trouble of going to you.” The embers of rage in Marcus’ chest flared to life
the moment Philip barged in. He pointed at Philip, his expression instantly dark! Just the mere thought
of what happened last time made Marcus grit his teeth in pure hatred! He had never been so
embarrassed before! If his family had not been holding back, he would have come for revenge a long
while ago! When Blake and Houston Michaels saw Philip, both of them quietly took a few steps back
and stood in a corner wordlessly. They had unanimously chosen to stand by and watch this conflict
unfold. “Oh my, Master Quaid! When did you come to Riverdale? Why didn’t you tell me in advance? I
would’ve come to greet you.” Philip laughed heartily and politely reached his arms out to Marcus, giving
the latter a hug. Marcus was perplexed. What was Philip planning this time? Marcus pushed Philip
aside, patting the dust off his expensive suit. “Get away from me! Know your place!” To be honest,
Philip had never taken Marcus Quaid seriously. From the moment he walked through the door, he only
had eyes for the old man, Len! Philip watched Len’s every move, and vice versa! Both of them were
strategically positioned right now. Len was half a meter away from Wynn, his arms by his sides and his
eyes narrowed, twinkling with a calculative light!
Meanwhile, Philip was standing next to Marcus, about half an arm’s length away. He wore a smile, but
the moment his gaze met Len’s, both of them understood! They were both experts! About equally as
strong! Len was shocked. He never expected to see such a skilled young man in Riverdale!
He did not make any sudden moves, his eyes slightly narrowed as he stared at Philip. Philip chuckled
and was the first to break the silence. “What are you talking about, Madam Johnston? Something feels
off about the atmosphere.” Wynn was extremely grateful right now, like a drowning person grasping
desperately onto a raft. She kept giving Philip signals with her eyes as she said coolly, “The Quaids
want to purchase Beacon, but I won’t have it.” Philip turned to look at Marcus with a smile. “You want to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmpurchase Beacon, Master Quaid?” Marcus was irritated by Philip’s face, annoyingly close to his. He
replied coldly, “That’s right! As if you have any say in the matter.” “Oh, but I do!” Philip laughed. “Shall
we discuss the terms?” Marcus paused and looked toward Wynn, smiling as he asked,
“Madam Johnston, this is...??” Wynn crossed her arms in front of her chest and sat on the couch, lifting
her chin coolly as she said, “If you have anything to say, say it to him. He’s my husband, and he can
decide on Beacon’s behalf.” Marcus laughed coldly as well, taking a seat. “Very well.
What do you want to discuss, Clarke?” He was in no rush. This time, he came prepared. He was
determined to win Beacon, obtain Wynn, and then kill Philip! Three birds with one stone! Philip
chuckled. When he saw that the old man was not moving, he purposely sat down and crossed his legs.
“All of a sudden, I don’t want to talk anymore.” “You’re playing with me!”
Marcus flew into a rage, leaping to his feet and jabbing a finger at Philip angrily. “Do you know what happens to people who think
they can make a fool of me?!”