The First Heir

“Perry! Don’t be rude!”

At this moment, a distinguished old man with a slightly tired look got down from a Rolls-Royce not too far away. He was followed by a large group of attractively dressed men and women.

“Grandpa, just look at this country bumpkin! Isn’t he just blocking your way by standing here?”

The arrogant man immediately became respectful, supporting the old man while glaring at Philip.

Philip was peeved. Who did he provoke by standing there?

Did your family build the damn road?

“Nonsense! How did I teach you? When you’re outside, you must convince people with reason and never judge people by appearance! Apologize now!” the old man said sternly and knocked his walking cane on the ground.

“Grandpa… I’m just…” The face of the arrogant man immediately turned awkward.

“Go now!” The old man repeated sternly.

That guy seemed to be afraid of his grandfather. After hesitating for a while, he twisted his head toward Philip with an expression of dissatisfaction and resentment. He gritted his teeth and said, “I’m sorry for offending you just now.”

After speaking, that guy stood on one side without turning back, crossed his arms, and scrutinized Philip from top to bottom with hostility.

Perry Cannes. It’s all my fault for his lax tutoring. We’ve embarrassed ourselves. If there’s anything wrong, please tell me and I’ll make him visit you to

don’t worry. He’s just

pretenses already. As

snorted in a low voice only to be frightened with a glare from

smiled nonchalantly and said

and memorized this person before following the

He’s the young master of the Cannes family from Golden City. He has a lousy temper. That old man is Terence Cannes, the head of the Cannes family of

and did not think too much

around. A Cannes

“Mel!”

this time, a beautifully

skin, and an outstanding poise, she belonged to the photogenic

well-proportioned. Her figure was tall and slender. She was a fully grown beauty and not at all inferior to Melody in terms

“Cynthia!”

the woman

been a long time since I last saw

rubbed Melody’s hair fondly, a soft smile on her

“He is?”

who was standing next to them and

quickly grabbed Philip’s

was afraid that Philip might let the cat out of the bag,