The First Heir

Chapter 608

Wynn stepped on the lawn with her hands behind her back. She looked very fresh and attractive.

When the sun shone on her through the mottled leaves, she looked as if she was covered with a layer of gold. It was a stunning sight to see.

“Wynnie.”

Philip walked over with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Wynn turned around smilingly and asked, “Are you done?”

Philip nodded and reached out to remove a small leaf from Wynn’s hair. The latter asked hesitantly, “By the way, Phil, what does Uncle Tim do? His appearance is so…”

Wynn pointed to the rows of armed men over there, her big eyes filled with suspicions.

Philip considered before saying, “Those belong to my family.”

Wynn’s eyes widened at those words. She stared at Philip incredulously, then pointed at the armed men over there before asking again, “You, what did you say? Those belong to your family?”

How could that be?

What did that mean?

Those men were all armed with ammunition!

They belonged to her husband’s family?!

Bodyguards?

“Yes, they’re the family’s bodyguards. Or rather, they’re Uncle Tim’s subordinates.”

Philip nodded and did not hide anything.

identity could be a foundation before he brought Wynn home. This could help avoid her being

way, when he took action under certain circumstances, Wynn could

really… They really

covered her mouth. Her eyes were wide

husband seemed to be

to

was… Simply too

it really you? Are you

her hand. She looked

hand, smiled, and said, “Of course it’s me, silly. Let’s

followed Philip into the car, left Cirrus

Wynn was still in a daze. It was difficult to digest what she

was her

was Philip’s family

armed

almost could not

see seven or

was serving them an assortment of nuts and seeds while clearing the garbage that the women

and instructed, “Why are you standing around in a daze? Pour us some tea. There’s

chest and head up high, but

of the old friends that she was

Philip, she had belittled him with

was doing this

she was also uneasy. She was worried that

the door. They laughed tauntingly. “Martha,

you still standing

there, you useless piece of trash?! Didn’t you hear Martha telling you to

four or five middle-aged women

an unnatural expression on her face. Wynn, who was standing beside him, pulled his arm

sighed, turned around, and went

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