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.

foundation before he brought Wynn home. This could help avoid her being too

way, when he took action under certain circumstances,

really belong

her mouth. Her eyes were wide while her face was full of

seemed to be more

his family do to employ the

Simply too

you? Are you my

She looked very restless,

and said, “Of

blankly, followed Philip into the car,

still in a daze.

on earth was

Philip’s

had armed bodyguards! Goodness

almost could

Wynn only to see seven or eight middle-aged women sitting in the living

serving them an assortment of nuts and

in a daze? Pour us some tea.

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

bragged in front of

to Philip, she had belittled him

was doing this now to prove

was also uneasy. She was

Philip who was standing at the door. They laughed tauntingly. “Martha,

is it? Why are you still standing

What are you doing there, you useless piece of trash?! Didn’t you hear Martha telling you to buy us

five middle-aged women yelled at Philip one

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

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

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