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.

a foundation before he brought Wynn home. This could

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

really… They really belong

eyes were wide while her face was full

to

his family do to employ the security of

Simply

is it really you? Are you my

looked very restless,

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

car, left

she returned to the villa, Wynn was still in a daze. It was difficult to digest what she had seen and heard

on earth was her

Philip’s family

had armed bodyguards!

could

to see seven or eight middle-aged women sitting in the living room of his home. They were

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

pointed at him and instructed, “Why are you standing around in a daze? Pour

she said this, Martha held her chest and head up

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

to Philip, she had belittled him

this now

uneasy. She was worried that Philip

Philip who was standing at the door. They laughed tauntingly. “Martha, is this your son-in-law who

is it? Why are you

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

four or five middle-aged women yelled at Philip

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

turned

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