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.

had the car stopped somewhere else then he jogged over to the

expression and scolded, “Where the hell did you run off to? Were you trying to get me to deliver the painting myself

only smiled sheepishly and continued to apologize. He picked up the gift box that was readily placed on the coffee table then rushed out the door. Behind him, his mother-in-law continued to admonish, “Why did my

had been standing beside their cars, twitched. This mother-in-law was too much. But, why

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

Philip got in, the car drove toward Civil

all the decorations were ready and the place 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 annoyed. He put his hands behind him as he said,

significant piece, Companionship at the Spring Mountains by Tang Bohu, had not arrived yet. This flustered

opportunity for him to finally shine in front of his old friends and a few of the famous collectors within the country, but this scene was now made awkward by his son-in-law. How could

blatantly disrespecting you. This is such an important exhibition, but he is late. Isn’t he just trying

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

the gallery were mostly art collectors as well, and they were getting impatient as they spoke

here because of your invitation, but what do you have to

don’t really have the Companionship at the Spring

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