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.

tutoring. We’ve embarrassed ourselves. If there’s anything wrong, please tell me and I’ll make him

don’t worry. He’s just a young man with a

the pretenses already. As if you’re

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

smiled nonchalantly and said

person before following the rest

Perry Cannes. 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

simply shrugged and did not think

A Cannes family was nothing

“Mel!”

beautifully dressed

long black dress, shoulder-length wavy hair, delicate features, fair skin, and an outstanding poise, she belonged to the photogenic category of

and slender. She was a fully grown beauty and not

“Cynthia!”

the woman

I last saw you. You’ve grown bigger

Melody’s hair fondly, a soft

“He is?”

was standing next

is… He’s my boyfriend…” Melody quickly grabbed Philip’s arm

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