Chapter 280

Giada smiled right as Philip was about to leave. “Aren’t you curious about what Wynn Johnston and I were talking about, Philip?” The temperature of the room seemed to drop significantly with that one sentence. Furious, Philip turned to punch Giada. Unfortunately, all eight of her bodyguards formed a wall between them. “Move!” Philip roared, flames of fury burning in his eyes. Yet the eight bodyguards only averted their gaze downward, not moving an inch. Giada was who they took orders from. Philip might be the Clarke’s young master, but he was not the man of the house. As such, he had no right to give orders. “I apologize, Young Master, but we have our orders,” said the head of the bodyguards. Philip frowned and kicked the man. “F*ck you!” Giada smiled. Putting on her pair of sunglasses, she left with her bodyguards behind her. Standing by the window of the resting area, Philip watched as Giada got into a Rolls-Royce at the entrance. With three black Mercedes-Ben