The First Heir Chapter 709

Cynthia had appeared behind Philip without him realizing it.

Her voice was so sweet that a man would die from hearing it.

As soon as Philip turned his head, he saw the glamorous iceberg beauty with her arms crossed. She
was looking at him with a half-smile.

She was gorgeous!

Especially in such a bar under the illumination of the colorful lights, Cynthia was cast under a
mesmerizing mood.

“I’m a married man. How can I act so casually?”

Philip flicked a glance in the direction of the woman who just left and spoke to Cynthia again, “If it’s
someone like you, I might reconsider.”

It was empty talk. He just wanted to figure out what Cynthia was up to.

She had just asked him out before, and she made another appointment again.

It seemed that the Larson family was really eager for this cooperation and to reenter the domestic
market.

“Wishful thinking.”

Cynthia patted Philip’s shoulder, sat down next to him, and took a sip from the wine glass on the table.
She did not seem to mind that Philip had already drunk from it.

“Sister, you don’t mind that I’ve already drunk from it?” Philip mumbled.



“I don’t mind, so why should a man like you be so concerned?”

Cynthia glanced at Philip disdainfully.

Philip shrugged, leaned back on the sofa, and asked, “You opened this bar?”

She nodded and said, “I opened it two years ago. What do you think? Business isn’t too bad, huh?”

Philip nodded appreciatively and said, “It’s not bad, but who on earth thought of this tacky name?”

“Shut up!” She glared at Philip.

He quickly changed the subject and asked, “So, what’s up? You’re not just asking me here for a drink,
right?”

“I can’t look for you without a reason?” Cynthia squinted at Philip with a smile.

He was unperturbed. He looked at the swaying men and women in the bar, especially the girls on the
dancing poles in the middle of the dance floor, and suddenly turned around to ask, “Do you dance?”

Cynthia glanced at Philip and asked instead, “Do you want to see me dance?”

“I do.”

He grinned broadly and said, “Cynthia Larson, the hotel goddess of Riverdale, can pole dance. If she
performs for me, a kept man, I can brag about it forever.”

“I don’t,” Cynthia said promptly.

“If you’re really interested, I can arrange a separate private room for you and find two little girls to
accompany you. They can definitely dance better than those people.”



“That’s great, but eight or ten girls will be more interesting,” Philip said cheerfully and cheekily.

Cynthia glanced disgustedly at Philip and said, “Dream on. This is a normal bar with no special
services. If you really want to find it, there’s one next door. The service there is very fancy. If you want
to go, I can talk to the boss and he’ll only charge you half the price.”

Philip had never thought of Cynthia as a goody-two-shoes. On the contrary, this woman was more
knowledgeable and smarter than anyone else.

“That’s a pity. She’s our regular customer and specializes in fishing for suckers. I really wonder what
she sees in you.”

Cynthia scrutinized Philip from top to bottom with a fascinated smile and pointed at the woman who
approached Philip just now. At this moment, she was whispering to a fat middle-aged man.

“Phew, it’s too casual. Are all the girls nowadays so bold and direct?”

Philip sighed helplessly and took a sip of wine.

“Casual? You dare to say that other people are too casual? Who just said they wanted to watch pole
dancing? I’m really curious to know what’s in that head of yours.”

Cynthia looked at Philip in amusement. This guy really did not play by the books.

Philip looked at Cynthia directly and found that she was staring at him with a murderous look. He
asked, “Why are you looking at me that way?”

“Hmph!” Cynthia snorted coldly. “You should know what you did!”

Thinking of what happened in the hotel suite that night, Cynthia held a grudge.



Damn it! Was she really so unattractive?

She could not even take down a man like Philip.

Philip was baffled. This woman’s temper could just change like the weather. Trying to figure out the
reason was like looking for a needle in the haystack. It was mind-boggling!

“Sister, did I offend you somehow?” Philip was really confused.

Cynthia glared at him bitterly and said, “Ah, forget it. But remember, stop calling me ‘sister’ in the
future. It’s making me feel old.”

“Okay.” Philip nodded.

The two sat like this for a while before Cynthia got up and suggested. “Let’s change a spot and find a
deck to sit down. We can’t see the whole bar from here.”

Philip did not mind. He got up with a nod and said, “Okay, but get me a few more of this drink.”

He pointed at the special cocktail on the table.

The waiter in the bar was a little surprised and flabbergasted when he saw his boss and a strange man
on the second floor.

Who was that man?

He was actually together with the lady boss!

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