The First Heir

Philip got into the Audi and continued discussing Mila’s condition with Henry. Henry had already researched Mila’s condition for half a month now, and the success rate he could come up with was 80%! That meant a very high chance of complete recovery!

They went to the hospital to take a look at Wynn. She was now safe but still unconscious due to the shock.

Just after Philip left the hospital entrance with Henry, Keagan, and Theo in tow, he received a call from his father-in-law.

Charles was furious as he bellowed, “Philip! Where did you run off to? Where’s the painting I told you to deliver?”

Slap! Philip smacked his forehead then remembered that he had left the house this morning to deliver a painting to Civil Gallery. How could he have forgotten it? Without another thought, Philip quickly said, “Send me to Southville Street.”

Theo immediately went up to open the door of his Benz, inviting Philip in. Henry and Keagan, too, wanted to invite Philip into their own cars, but they were not as quick as Theo.

“Let’s follow them,” said Henry.

Soon, five Audis followed closely behind the Benz as they made their way to the old housing area at Southville Street.

the car stopped somewhere else then he jogged over to the old house

you run off to? Were you trying to get me to deliver

that was readily placed on the coffee table then rushed out the door. Behind him, his mother-in-law

street. The mouths of Theo, Henry, and Keagan, who had been standing beside their cars,

If there’s anything, we’ll talk tomorrow.” Philip looked at Henry and the

in, the car

was filled with honored guests. Everything was going well except for the main hall where a crowd of people waited with dark expressions. Among them was Charles Johnston who was especially

the Spring Mountains by Tang Bohu, had

rare opportunity for him to finally shine in front of his old friends and a few of the

to conceal the smirk on his face as he said, “Uncle Johnston, I think Philip is blatantly disrespecting you. This is such an important exhibition, but he is late. Isn’t he just trying to embarrass you?” This brat was really

snorted. “I don’t have a son-in-law like

mostly art collectors as well, and they were getting impatient

here because of your invitation, but what

us. Or maybe you don’t really have the Companionship at the Spring Mountains and are just trying to

much, and we’re just waiting for this painting. Tell