The First Heir

“There should be more of them,” Philip said leisurely as he tasted the tea.

“Yes, there are also some veterans from other countries who had some criticisms, saying that you’re too reckless. A small Logan family is not worthy of such fanfare,” George said forlornly.

This young master had taken things a little too far this time.

To be precise, it was the first time in seven years.

The young master of the past had done more absurd things.

George kind of missed the young master of that time. He was fearless and domineering, but it was also a strategy to hide his true self.

“Let them complain, then. I don’t intend to look at their faces anyway,” Philip said calmly, not concerned in the slightest.

George closed the distance between them and held back for a long time before asking, “Young Master, do you really intend to strike back at Madam Wallis?”

Philip did not give an affirmation but said instead, “It’s not the right timing. I don’t quite get this woman yet, and I don’t have enough chips on hand. If we go head to head now, we’ll both end up losing. She has underestimated me for six years and left me alone for another seven. It won’t be that easy.”

George merely nodded before he took out an envelope and passed it to Philip, saying, “Young Master, the Old Master asked me to give you this. He said, if you ever encounter a difficulty that can’t be solved, you’ll know what to do after reading the letter. The letter must be burned after reading.”

Philip took the dark brown envelope and held it in his hands. It still smelled faintly of sandalwood.

“My father… Is he alright?” After a brief hesitation, Philip asked.

George shook his head and said with a trace of sadness, “Old Master has been waiting for your return. Young Master, why don’t you just go back? The Old Master has been rueful about the matter back then, he…”

“That’s enough, let’s not dwell on this topic. Just tell my father that he has a granddaughter now and a beautiful daughter-in-law as well.”

and then, with his hands in his pockets, he left the floating

back and sighed helplessly. He took out his phone and dialed

line, a low throaty voice

Master, Young Master… Will not

and wiped

Cough, cough!

of rapid

Let him play around… for a

you have a

for too long but never dared to tell

panting could be heard over the

I have a… Granddaughter? Phil

aware that Philip

was because Giada had replaced everyone around him with her

now had no other choice but to get his news

with kids, his special care nurse, a woman with a frosty face, took the phone away from Roger’s ear and said lightly,

took out her phone

across the chest and a hand holding a wine glass,

you trying to

mumbled to herself

…

the First

caught her gaze was a huge crystal chandelier and a

overall style was luxurious yet low-key. It

logo of a golden crown, and the bed was