The First Heir

Philip fell silent for a while. Then, he looked at Wynn and said, “You really want to know?”

Wynn nodded and said, “Yeah.”

Philip nodded. Then, he said in all seriousness, “Wynnie, I’m actually a nouveau riche.”

Wynn listened to him while nodding. “Yeah, I know. Your family runs restaurants, and you bought the villa.”

Philip frowned and explained. “No, maybe my nouveau riche is different from what you understand. I mean, I, Philip Clarke, am a nouveau riche. I’m loaded.”

“How loaded?”

Wynn ate her dessert and squinted. Her eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons. There was also a gentle smile on her lips.

“Do you know Clarke Group?” Philip asked.

Wynn nodded. She said, “Yeah, didn’t I go to their party last time? Too bad I didn’t get to meet Young Master Clarke.”

Philip smiled and said, “Actually, Young Master Clarke is sitting in front of you.”

“You?”

Wynn was taken aback. She looked at Philip curiously. After a while, she reached out her fair hand and touched Philip’s forehead. Then, she touched her forehead and pouted. She muttered, “You don’t have a fever.”

‘F*ck me!

‘She doesn’t believe me.’

I really am Young Master Clarke. You have

got up and pulled Philip, “Alright, I trust you, okay? Let’s go.

defeat. She still did not

Whatever.

since Wynn already accepted that he was

his real identity,

would take his time. She would find out

Martha was feeling bored in the

few days, she had been content with her lot. She had also moved out

moment and

is Philip? How did he endure for so long in our family? If it wasn’t for what happened last time, I

sat on the sofa and chatted with Charles who

thought about Giada, Martha started

was too

a stepmother like her, then his family would definitely be

been hiding for

started to have bad thoughts after

thinking about? If you’re worried, you can

while flipping his newspaper

came back. When he got into the villa, Martha got up and started making tea for Philip. She had a flattering smile on her face when she said, “Philip, you’re home. Come,

to Martha being kind to

after I take some

and went

Philip’s back flatteringly at the bottom of the stairs. When he got into the master’s bedroom, the smile on her face turned cold. She widened her eyes and muttered, “Why are you being so arrogant? It’s like I’m the one begging him