The Man with Big Fortune novel Chapter 3

"It's just money. Who said I didn't manage to borrow any?" Philip glared viciously at Juan.

Juan was dumbstruck as his expression froze. When the surprise was still evident in his eyes, Philip tossed the plastic bag in his hand in front of him and Wynn.-

The bag fell with a loud thud and rolls of cash appeared before their eyes.

The corner of Juan's eye twitched slightly as his lips trembled. His hands had subconsciously balled into fists.

Wynn was surprised. She stared at the money Philip had tossed in front of them, confused, but then her expression immediately turned cold as anger surfaced in her eyes.

Where did Philip get all this money? If he had this, why didn't he take it out earlier? I even had to keep another man company by chatting happily with him! Doesn't he know how tiring it is?

"Here's a hundred thousand. I'm paying you back all at once, including the past loans! Don't ever come here again,” said Philip coldly.

Juan did not take the money. To be frank, this hundred thousand did not amount to much in his eyes. He only thought of it as a charity to the poor.

"Well done, Philip. You manage to fund this much in such a short time. But I'm curious, who would lend you so much in such a short amount of time?” Juan asked ambiguously, feeling his ego being shaken. He had stayed there just to wait for Philip to come back s o he could ridicule him. Besides, he wanted to show Wynn just how terrible the man she had chosen was!

But now, the words that Juan wanted to say were all stuck in his throat. This feeling of discomfort and a lump in his throat made him antsy.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" answered Philip indifferently.

Wynn could no longer stand it. She stood up and yelled at him, "That's enough, Philip! Brother Juan has helped us out so many times now, so how can you say that?"

"Did I ask him for help? Don't you have any idea who he's doing all this for?" Philip retorted, his rage barely visible in his eyes.

Wynn was stunned. Of course, she knew why Juan cared for Mila so much. However, being exposed so directly by her husband hurt her pride. She accused," What do you mean by this?"

Philip took a deep breath to calm his emotions. He had been arguing with Wynn a lot more recently." Aren't you leaving?" He moved the conversation back t o Juan.

Juan snickered. He then picked up the money and left without saying more.

Wynn shot a furious glare at Philip before chasing after Juan. "Brother Juan, let me see you out!"

It was finally quiet.

Philip sat down beside Mila's bed and watched his daughter sleeping soundly. He felt immense guilt.

"Mila, is it hard for you to be with Papa? But I'll tell you what, from today onwards, you'll be a little princess." Philip stroked his daughter's forehead gently with great affection in his eyes. 1

Just then, Wynn returned to the room. She asked coldly, "Where did you get the money from?"

Philip answered without ever looking up. "I borrowed i t."

"From who?"

"Howie."

Wynn breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought that h e borrowed it from a loan shark. "You've already borrowed from him too many times. You can't keep troubling him. Make sure to return it to him soon. I heard he's getting married."

"I know. I’ll return it to him as soon as I can." Philip finally looked at Wynn.

This woman was really beautiful. Even with her brows pinched together, there was still a charm to her. It was just a pity she did not know that her good-for-nothing husband, who had collapsed after one setback, was now the heir to the world's wealthiest family. He could now summon clouds and rain with just a nod of his head.

Wynn's gaze gradually fell darker. She looked at her daughter lying on the sickbed and said, "Philip, you managed to borrow money this time, but what about the next? Will you have to borrow money every time Mila gets hospitalized?”

The old Philip had been vigorous and spirited back then. It was also the reason why she fell for him. But after he had failed in his startup, Philip could not pick himself up again, and he became more and more wretched.

Philip was slightly irritated. "I know what to do."

Wynn kept quiet for a moment before continuing to say, "Philip, even if it’s not for yourself, think of it as doing something for Mila. Come with me to my father’s birthday this weekend. Apologize to my parents."

Philip kept quiet, only clenching his fists. Seeing him unwilling to say anything, Wynn grew more annoyed. She stomped her foot, took her bag, and scolded him," Then, just keep being this wretched for the rest of your life!”

After watching Wynn stomp out of the room in anger, Philip finally let out a helpless sigh. Life without money and prestige sucked. Would his father-in-law ever approve of him? 2

In the afternoon, Philip had some urgent matters to take care of, so he got the nurse to look after Mila.

Wynn was busy with work, so she was already back at her office.

Philip got onto his scooter, refreshed his delivery list t o start working again. He received a delivery task at Intercontinental Hotel. The people who could afford a room here were mostly rich.

Upon reaching suite room number 8808, Philip knocked on the door. "Hello, your delivery is here."

Following a click, the door was opened, and a fit woman came into view. She was wearing a crop top with spaghetti straps and black shorts. There was a tattoo of a rose on her thigh, and her hair was disheveled, her make up exquisite.

"Hello, your..." Philip handed her the delivery with a bright smile before stopping halfway. "Ruby... Ruby Ford?"

"Philip?"

The girl standing in front of him was Howard's girlfriend, Ruby Ford. She was staring at Philip with a surprised expression as suspicion and anger flashed i n her eyes.

"Ruru, are you done? I can't wait any longer! You have even brought bunny ears today, hehe..." Coming from within the room was the revolting voice of a middle-aged man.

Ruby shot Philip a glare, snatched the delivery from him, and slammed the door shut.