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.

be a foundation before he brought Wynn home. This could

action under certain circumstances, Wynn could also accept

really… They really belong to

mouth. Her eyes were wide while her face

to be

his family do to employ the

was… Simply too

it really you? Are you my

She looked very restless, mainly because

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

blankly, followed Philip into the car, left Cirrus Manor, and returned to

in a daze. It was difficult to digest what she had seen and heard

earth was her husband

Philip’s family so

armed

could not

the car and walked into the villa with Wynn only to see seven or eight middle-aged women sitting

served tea and was serving them an assortment of nuts and seeds

around in a daze?

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

bragged in front of the old friends that she was the

Philip, she had belittled him with a

Martha was doing this now to prove

uneasy. She was

door. They laughed tauntingly.

is it? Why are you still

right. What are you doing there, you useless piece of trash?! Didn’t you hear Martha telling you

middle-aged women yelled at Philip

was standing beside him, pulled his arm and whispered, “Phil, don’t argue with them.

while, sighed, turned around,

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