The First Heir

Wynn suddenly remembered the scene she had witnessed at Cirrus Villa back then. Then there was the armed forces Uncle Tim came with, as well as the recent incident at First Palace.

It seemed that Philip’s family was not just the owners of a small business group.

“You’ll earn enough for both of us, you say?”

Philip said with a chuckle, “Don’t worry, honey. If it really can’t work out, just tell me. I think that friend of mine can help.”

His wife was pretty darn cute.

Wynn nodded. “Alright, I got it. You can leave now.”

Philip looked at Wynn’s tall and dignified back. She looked quite helpless right now. He left the office and walked back to the marketing department, his thoughts weighing heavy on his mind.

Wynn was a strong independent woman with a great deal of pride. She was not willing to go running to him for help every time.

That was why he did not know how long he could keep up this lie.

His friend, huh?

‘Honey, that friend is none other than your dear old husband.’

he mused, Philip arrived at the washroom

my dear Mr. Clarke! I’ve been waiting for

eager as ever from the other

you do something for me? Look into the Quaid family’s business and financial dealings. Find out how much they’re worth and

Philip said calmly.

did not have his family’s support, and he was now under a restraining order,

I’ll get on that

the call

of things in a

Who the hell

look into that man. He is definitely no pushover. To be that skilled at such a young age, chances are high that he is from one of the hidden powers in Capital City, out here as part of his

to Marcus quietly, watching the latter

Which hidden

Marcus was furious.

he dialed a number and said spitefully, “Dania, look into a man for me, and

cocky face was filled with nothing but shadows. He

forbidden fruit. The mere thought of

She was his!

get his hands on her, by hook or by

shook his head but did not stop Marcus. He knew what his master’s second son was like. No one could stop him once he

was about to leave when she bumped into Philip at the