The First Heir

Philip helped Wynn put on her helmet before he bopped her on the nose and said, “Nothing much. It’s just a company vehicle, that’s all.”

With that said, he quickly started the vehicle and turned the handlebars. The BMW motorcycle roared to life pleasantly!

It was the dream of every man.

“Hold on tight.” Philip chuckled.

The vehicle zoomed out quickly like a drift.

Wynn sat behind Philip, her arms tight around his waist. She got a fright just now!

When cornering, Philip actually imitated the moves of the bike racers on TV, leaning low into the corner!

It was too cool!

That scene attracted many passersby to cheer and take pictures of them.

Was he still the trashy husband of hers?

He even knew how to do stunts like this!

Wynn stared at Philip’s back, her heart full of questions.

not know about her own

they arrived at the sales

got down first and quickly dashed

stop at the entrance and had to park the bike in the underground car

Hillside Villa with its own dedicated underground parking

floor, looking as if she was about to die. Her mother

for Charles, he was bleeding from the nose. Although the bleeding had stopped,

alright?” Wynn rushed over anxiously and helped Martha up from the

pointed at the flashy woman and the middle-aged fat man. She yelled, “Wynnie, if you were here a bit later, your Dad

in Wynn’s heart when she heard this. After she pulled Martha from the ground, she glared angrily

were full of disdain as she scrutinized Wynn from top to bottom. She

sudden, her jealousy

I did. A woman like your mother deserves to be beaten. She’s so poor yet she still wants to look at the houses at Hillside Villa. Stop pretending if you can’t

Although she was beautiful, she was dressed in an average middle-class

that. Sure enough,

what gives you the right to hit

not waste time entangling

Wynn across the face while pointing at her nose. She screeched, “So what if I’ve hit your parents? I’m

Brazen, audacious!

exuded the aura of

police report? Believe it or not, I’ll ask my

to brandish their

and shrank behind Wynn. She tugged at Wynn’s arm and whispered, “Forget it, Wynnie. Let’s