The First Heir

Philip raised his eyebrows and watched the video in Lynn’s hand. He reached out to grab the phone.

“What do you want?” Philip asked.

Lynn was not coy about it. She grabbed Philip’s arm and smiled intimately. “I was tight-lipped about your business last time, so this time, how do I put it… I should receive some hush money from you.”

Philip frowned and looked at Lynn. This girl had plastered her body against his, and her provocative demeanor made him short of breath.

“Just say it, what do you want?” Philip asked.

“Let me drive the car around for a couple of days.” Lynn did not beat around the bush and reached out for the key.

It was a Ferrari, a car she had never driven before. If she drove it to school, it would be flashy as hell!

Hence, she would borrow the Ferrari from Philip today no matter what.

Philip frowned, thought about it for a moment, and shook his head before saying, “No way, the car isn’t mine.”

Lynn immediately became anxious and said, “Not yours? Philip, this joke isn’t funny. Who would ever lend you this car?”

Could it be that Philip did not want to lend her the car, so he made such an excuse on purpose?

“It’s really not mine.”

car. If you don’t lend it to me, I’ll send the video to

angry. She sat haughtily on the hood of the car, clearly indicating that she would

and throwing it to Lynn. “Okay, I’ll let you drive it for two days,

not pay any heed to Philip’s words. She was simply ecstatic when she received the key from

to get into the driver’s seat before she yelled excitedly, “Philip, get in the

he got into

two of them drove around the city before Lynn sent Philip to the hospital and

disappeared into,

Mila for a long while, but most of the time, it was Philip making

gold bracelet given by Giada yesterday was already being worn

felt a wave of sadness as he looked

had belonged to

since he last visited

a horrible job

choice. His mother’s final resting place was not an

who personally bought a piece of land measuring tens of

the cemetery was heavily

the long bench and did not speak for a long time. In his hand, there was a phone that

before finally dialing a string

the call connected. A bland male voice could be heard. There was not much emotion, but it gave people an imposing feeling. He respectfully said, “Young Master, what

asked calmly, “How are the

ready. I’m awaiting Young Master’s instructions,” the

In a few days, you