The First Heir

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.

Tim’s identity could be a foundation before he brought Wynn home. This could help avoid her

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

They really belong

She covered her mouth. Her eyes were wide while her face was full

to be

family do to employ

Simply too

it really you?

cheek with her hand. She looked very restless, mainly

“Of

into the car, left Cirrus Manor,

still in a daze. It was difficult to digest

was her husband

Philip’s family

armed bodyguards! Goodness

could not

or eight middle-aged women sitting in the living

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

Philip’s return, Martha immediately pointed at him and instructed, “Why are you standing around in a daze? Pour us some tea. There’s no more nuts and seeds. Go

she said this, Martha held her chest and head up high, but she still felt

no choice. She had already bragged in front of the old friends

to Philip, she had belittled him with a lot

was doing this now

also uneasy. She was worried that

glanced at Philip who was standing at the door. They laughed

Philip, is it? Why are you still standing there?

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

or five middle-aged women yelled at Philip one

expression on her face. Wynn, who was standing beside him, pulled his arm and whispered, “Phil, don’t argue with them. I’ll come with

for a while, sighed, turned around, and went out