The First Heir

“There should be a billion bucks in that card,” Philip said mildly, raising his brow as he wore a confident smile.

Wynn paused and stared at Phillip suspiciously, her heart pounding in her chest.

After that, though, she rolled her eyes at him again and pinched his waist, berating him, “You’re pulling my leg again, aren’t you? If you really have a billion, I’ll have to serve you for the rest of my life.”

Philip grinned at that and put his arm around Wynn’s slender neck. “You said it, not me. Come on, let’s make that an official contract.”

Wynn batted his arm away and scolded him with a laugh, “Alright, alright. So you insist you have a billion? Sheesh, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But you’re not handwaving this off today. I demand an explanation once we get back.”

Wynn raised her brows and rolled her eyes at him.

She did not believe that he really was a billionaire. To her, it was just Philip’s idea of a joke.

Even if he did tell her that his family ran Northern Sky West Restaurant, he probably was not wealthy to that extent.

Besides, he ran away from home, right? There was no way he would have that much money.

That was why Wynn did not take his words to heart. Nevertheless, she happily put the card away.

The card was Philip’s contribution to the family. She had to take good care of it.

Philip shrugged. He told the truth sometimes, so why did no one believe him?

A few days passed without event. Over those days, Philip constantly stayed by Mila’s side in the hospital.

company, doubly so now that they had the deal with the Turner’s Hospital branch

surprisingly quiet for those few days. Sometimes she would just randomly call

to. She had probably been baited by the little amount of money he

woman truly only had eyes for

past few days at home, looking through all the manors and villas on sale in Riverdale. She had the money now, so they were already putting the old house on the market. She could get

could buy a villa now, so naturally

have plenty

money, however, Martha naturally began to

he so casually dropped three million that day, and he hasn’t even asked me for the money back

wanted the three million back, she

days and Philip had not sought her out at

or anything, but the money is still Philip’s, so you should return it to him. If

shook his head helplessly. He knew

three million, no one was ever going to get

too. That was why he could not

“Hey, Charles, since when have you taken that good-for-nothing’s side? All he did was give you a painting, do you have to change so much? Kissing up to him now, huh? If he’s really all that,

now, and she

play chess with Reggie. You just keep on playing with your

walked

served as a

was Philip’s, so what if

of their

had to make

gave