The First Heir

Today was Saturday. Wynn got up very early to start putting on makeup in the bathroom.

Philip came out from the bedroom to coax his daughter, who was making a fuss. “Isn’t it your off-day today? Why did you wake up so early?” Philip was carrying his daughter as he stood at the bathroom door and asked.

Wynn answered without looking at him. “I have to go back to the office today and meet a client in the afternoon.” She then looked at herself, left and right in the mirror. She put on her lipstick, then pursed her lips.

This woman was gorgeous. Even with light makeup, she was still as endearing as a fairy.

Wynn squeezed past Philip, hastily took her bag and put on her high heels. “Oh, right. Go over to the gallery today to help my dad out. Let Lynn look after Mila. I’ve already informed her last night. She will be over at about ten.”

“Come back earlier, Mama.” Little Mila was still in Philip’s arms as she waved at Wynn with her adorable and fair little arm. Dimples appeared on her tiny cheeks as she smiled innocently.

Wynn had been rushing about, getting ready to leave. When she heard that gentle word ‘Mama’, she kissed Mila on the cheeks before reluctantly leaving.

went, she reminded Philip, “Don’t forget to

replied, “Got it. Come back

foot house, Philip watched Wynn leave. Philip lovingly patted

want to ride a horsie.” Little Mila waved

back then. Philip had taken the money to start a business. Although the business failed, they still had a house,

Lynn standing there haughtily in thick makeup. She shoved Philip aside as

little too much? Do

with

coaxing his great grandmother. “I’ll be back really soon.” Philip then walked over to Mila, who looked a little

little girl then took tiny steps to hand the toy in her hand to

taking

while later, Philip went out. Only Lynn and Mila were left inside the house. The two girls, one an adult, the other a child, did not connect in any way. Lynn kept complaining to her boyfriend about having to take care of a brat through a video call. When Mila