Chapter 1680

At this time, the rich guy who came with Clara suddenly spoke. “Clara, is this Philip Clarke the worthless punk you mentioned to me before?” he said with disdain. Clara chuckled and said, “Yes, Henley. Who else can it be? A loser like him is an embarrassment wherever he goes! Forget it, I’m here to buy clothes today. I’m not in the mood to talk nonsense with you guys.” After saying that, Clara stepped forward and pushed Philip away. Taking Henley’s arm, she walked into the clothing store coquettishly. Philip’s heart was full of anger and he was about to explode when Wynn stopped him upon noticing it. “Philip, let’s not cause trouble. Just put up with it and ignore her,” Wynn said. If not for the child in her stomach, she would not be tolerating Clara’s willful behavior. In the next few minutes, whichever nice-looking clothes Clara set her eyes on, she would casually ask to get them in her size and told the attendant to wrap them up. She neither asked for the price nor tri