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

at the sales office of Hillside Villa on the

got down first and quickly dashed into

had to park the bike. He was not allowed to stop at the entrance and had to park the bike in

Hillside Villa with

the sales office and immediately saw Martha lying on the floor, looking as if she was about to die. Her mother was constantly wailing

bleeding from the nose. Although the bleeding had stopped, his face was pale from

Wynn rushed over anxiously and helped

man. She yelled, “Wynnie, if you were here a bit later, your Dad and I would’ve

in Wynn’s heart when she heard this. After she pulled Martha from the ground, she glared angrily at the arrogant and domineering woman who was still cursing and admonished coldly, “Did you hit

Wynn from top to bottom. She was beautiful,

sudden,

mother deserves to be beaten. She’s so poor yet she still wants to look at the houses at Hillside Villa. Stop pretending

upset with Wynn’s attitude. Although she was beautiful, she was dressed in

she noticed that. Sure enough,

what gives you the right to hit

did not

while pointing at her nose. She screeched, “So what if I’ve hit your parents? I’m hitting you too! Call the police if you want! Let me tell you, my brother

Brazen, audacious!

aura of domineering

you want to make a police report? Believe it or not, I’ll

dared to brandish their

Martha heard that the other party’s brother was the chief staff sergeant, she immediately cowered and shrank behind Wynn. She tugged at Wynn’s arm and whispered, “Forget it, Wynnie.