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Chapter 360
Philip, on the other hand, was close to bursting in laughter at Samatha’s claim. Rocker Pharmaceutical, owned by Clarke Group
from Capital City.
After all that fuss, it turned out that it was his family’s enterprise. What the heck was Frank so smug about? He wanted nothing
more than to tell them this Rocket Pharmaceutical they built their arrogance on, was his. “Aunt Martha sure is envious of you,
Sammy. Your days must be spent in comfort with such a great husband, right? Unlike my Wynnie over here, what a tragic life
she’s living…” Martha made sure to send a few glares at Philip as she spoke, frustration bubbling within her chest. It was all
because of that useless piece of trash! “Relax, Martha. An opportunity has arisen itself, no?
I heard Clarke Group from Capital City invested in Wynnie’s company, right? That’s a billion yuan into
the, what’s the name again? Ah yes, Beacon Pharmaceutical! That’s a lot of money.” Paula beamed
brightly. “Wynnie, your mother told me you’ve become the chairman at Beacon Pharmaceutical? That
means you have the authority to decide which pharmaceutical company to form a partnership with,
right?” Then, everybody understood. Wynn shared a knowing look with Philip. This was precisely the
reason behind the family’s visit today. “What are you talking about, Sister? We’re family, it’s only right to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthelp each other in times of need. I believe our family owes Young Master Clarke of the Clarke Group
our appreciation for his terrific judgment in choosing companies to invest in.” “Aunt Martha, apparently
Clarke Group has notified every large pharmaceutical under their name to come to discuss a
partnership with Beacon Pharmaceutical. In fact, Frank over here just happens to be in charge of the
partnership between Beacon and Rocker.” Samantha could not suppress the pride that threatened to
show on her expression as she spoke.
Rubbing his nose, Frank smiled. “No, no. It’s not much, really. The partnership will still depend on
whether Wynn decides to form a partnership with us Rocker. Though I can guarantee, it’ll not take two
years before Beacon Pharmaceutical will become part of the country’s top ten pharmaceutical
companies.” “Thank you.” Wynn smiled. “As for the partnership, it’s not something I can decide on my
own. I must seek the opinions of other chairmen as well.” Impatient, Paula blurted, “You must act quick,
Wynnie. All we have to do is form an alliance with our two families and the one billion yuan will
practically be ours.” One billion yuan!
Martha’s eyes widened at the prospect of money. She jumped on the bandwagon. “She’s right, Wynnie.
You have to get it done. Just sign the contract with Frank’s company, we cannot let this lump sum of
money fall into the hands of others.” Wynn’s head throbbed. That was not how partnerships were
formed. It would not happen just because one party wished it to. She glanced helplessly at Philip.
Immediately, Philip interrupted. “Mom, Aunt Paula, and Frank. I don’t think you should rush things like
these. After all, Wynn does not have absolute authority over who the company ends up partnering with.
You guys…” “Shut up!” “Quiet!”
“What makes you think you have the right to speak about this?” Paula scolded, displeased by his
interruption. Martha reprimanded him as well,
“Go prepare dinner and stop interrupting our serious talk.” That was a billion yuan, there was nothing
more serious than that! The Yates sisters, Martha and Paula, finally had something they could bond
over and laugh about. Samantha joined the chiding and pointed a finger bossily at Philip.
“Your husband isn’t well versed in these matters, Wynn. This is a serious topic, one that a dumb f*ck like him has no business in.”
“Enough, you guys.
Philip is my husband!” Wynn was enraged, glaring at the people sitting before her. She turned to whisper at Philip, “Go cook
dinner, I’ll deal with this.” Philip squeezed Wynn’s hand and sent his wife a gaze akin to a warm security blanket. Standing up, he
left for the kitchen. Wynn let out a sigh of relief before morphing it into a smile. She turned to speak to Frank. “Frank, I suppose
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnow that you work at Rocker Pharmaceutical, you’ve met this Young Master Clarke from Clarke Group?” Wynn had found herself
intrigued by this young master. After all, this man invested a billion yuan into her company but had yet to reveal his true identity to
her. The entirety of Riverdale was bustling with the myths of this man. He was simply too mysterious. Frank felt his desire flare as
he stared at Wynn. Not only was this woman miles more beautiful than Samantha, but she also appeared to be a woman of great
temperament. What a waste of a gorgeous and intelligent woman on a piece of trash like Philip Clark. To preserve whatever good
impression Wynn had of him, Frank smiled and lied,
“Indeed. We’ve even had dinner together last time. Young Master Clarke is a very polite man with an aura that demands
respect…” Hearing him, Martha could not wait any longer to ask, “How does this Young Master Clarke look like? How old is he?”
Frank must be a man of substantial skill to share a meal with Young Master Clarke! Indeed, her useless piece of trash of a son-
in-law was no match for him. Wynn felt impatient as well. Not for any other reason than the pure curiosity of who exactly this
legendary young master was. Philip was the only one who felt hopeless at the interaction as he watched from the kitchen.
Rubbing his nose, he stared speechlessly at Frank who continued to lie through his teeth. What a shameless fellow this was.
Since when had Frank shared a meal with him? “How about we do it this way, Wynn. I’m meeting Young Master Clarke in a
moment anyway, will you care to join me?” Frank’s eyes turned into crescent moons as he stared at Wynn, a tint of perverse
flashing through his gaze. Unaware, Wynn answered after giving it some thought, “Sure.” Philip felt frantic. Just what was Frank
plotting?