The First Heir

Wynn walked down from the top floor lifelessly and miserably. She could not stop the tears that were rolling down her cheeks.

Why? Why did Philip hide this from her?

She felt hurt and betrayal that she had never felt before.

Wynn started to question herself. Was she just one of Philip’s toys?

She felt that Chloe was too domineering. She was not her opponent at all.

What should she do? How should she face this?

Wynn felt exhausted. She started walking with no destination in mind.

At this time, a group of people who looked like thugs began following behind her.

They had received the signal and been waiting on the first floor for a very long time. They looked at each other while rubbing their fists before heading over to Wynn quickly.

“Hey pretty lady, you’re looking hot. Your skin is so fair and your legs are so slender. Daddy likes women like you. Why isn’t there a man with you? Do you want to have a drink with me and the boys?”

“Why is a pretty lady like you crying? Who bullied you? Tell me and I’ll kill him for you.”

were also trying to

did not dare to say anything. These thugs were well-known for their trouble making in

still some who wanted to be the hero. They too had ulterior

Let go of her and get out!” a man

disdain and kicked him in the stomach. He said coldly, “Didn’t you see us doing something important here? Where the f*ck

He was sent flying after that kick. He grabbed his stomach

others saw what happened,

fun with us.” The leader

lost! Don’t touch me!” Her face was

the group. A weak woman like her was no match for them. However, she would not allow them to tarnish her like this. She grabbed

Smack!

of the bag hit Doug’s face. He was the leader of the thugs. There was a bloody red line on

was furious. He touched his face and shouted, “F*ck

Slap!

loud slap on

slap, making Wynn fall to the ground upon impact. She knocked her head on the wall and collapsed onto the floor while

each other and laughed

words. She watched as the thugs walked over to her and started struggling. “Don’t come over! Stop! My husband is here and he

the only one in Wynn’s head now. How would she live if she

save you? Where is he? Where the hell is he?” Doug smirked coldly and tilted his head. He was telling his men