The First Heir

Chapter 172

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.”

also trying to touch her and bring

say anything. These thugs were well-known for their trouble making in this area.

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

doing? Let go of her and get out!” a man in a suit

“Didn’t you see us doing something important here? Where the f*ck did you get the courage to pretend to be a hero? Do

appearance but weak in reality. He was sent flying after that kick. He grabbed his stomach and groaned. His

happened,

Let’s go. Come and have fun with us.” The leader of the thugs put

“Get lost! Don’t touch me!” Her face was

in 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 her bag and started swinging it

Smack!

leader of

moment, Doug was furious. He touched his face and shouted, “F*ck you!

Slap!

landed a loud

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

thugs looked at each other

those words. She watched as the thugs walked over to her and started struggling. “Don’t come over!

head now. How would she live if she

spineless coward of a husband is famous for being spineless and you expect him to save you? Where is he? Where the hell is he?” Doug smirked coldly and

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