The First Heir

Marcus stood up and held his hands behind his back, telling the old man Len next to him, “Uncle Len, take her away.”

Len nodded slightly.

Wynn saw the old man take one step after another toward her, the pressure rolling off him in dangerous waves!

“Sorry, girl.”

With that, Len reached his hand out and grabbed Wynn!

Just then, the door to the chairperson’s office flew open. Philip stumbled in, smiling sheepishly. “You asked for me, Madam Johnston?”

They were at work, after all. He should not call her honey.

Everyone in the office froze and stared at Philip, who was standing at the door.

Some of the gazes were enraged, others suspicious, nervous, grateful, confused…

As for Philip, he just walked in obediently and closed the door behind him.

“Um, Madam Johnston, what’s happening here?”

standing outside for a long time now.

you saved me the trouble

moment Philip barged

of what happened last time made Marcus grit his teeth in pure

had never been so

family had not been holding back, he would have come

and Houston Michaels saw Philip, both of them quietly took a few steps back and stood in a corner wordlessly. They had unanimously

Riverdale? Why didn’t you tell me in

reached his arms out to Marcus, giving

was perplexed. What was Philip planning

off his expensive suit.

seriously. From the moment he walked through the door, he

watched Len’s every move, and vice

of them were strategically positioned right now. Len was half a meter away from Wynn, his

arm’s length away. He wore a smile, but the moment

They were both experts!

About equally as strong!

shocked. He never expected to see such a skilled young man

make any sudden moves, his eyes slightly narrowed as he stared

was the first to break the silence. “What are you talking about, Madam Johnston? Something feels off about the

grateful right now, like a drowning person grasping desperately onto a raft. She kept giving Philip signals with her eyes as she said coolly, “The Quaids want to purchase Beacon, but I won’t have