The First Heir

“What are you thinking?” Cynthia said while smiling alluringly. She turned and went in while swaying her full figure.

Philip stood awkwardly behind the door before pretending to cough a few times and followed.

Cynthia tilted her head and wiped her wet hair with a towel as she walked. She said, “Come here and have a seat. Why are you so nervous?”

Her voice was sweet and soft with a tinge of coyness in her tone. Philip’s body went taut when he heard it.

Following Cynthia, Philip sat down on the sofa in the living room of the suite.

She walked to the coffee table and asked with a smile, “Tea or coffee? Or do you prefer red wine instead?”

Wow, Cynthia was acting strange tonight!

Philip frowned as he looked at her, wondering what tricks this woman had up her sleeves.

With that thought in his mind, Philip shook his head and said, “Cynthia, why are you doing this in the middle of the night? Let’s just discuss business if there’s anything to discuss. I still have to go home after this. Besides, if my wife finds out about this, I might get into trouble later.”

There was a hint of vexation on her face. “Philip, are you in such a hurry to leave? Don’t you notice something different about me?”

look was

Little minx!

pinched his chin, and glanced at Cynthia. After a moment, he said, “I did notice. Your figure

Huh?

Scoundrel!

red and rolled her eyes

the room slowly became awkward. Cynthia could not withstand it, so she poured two glasses of

to shoulder. They

could even smell the fragrance wafting from Cynthia. This was a

cheers.” Cynthia held the wine glass and handed

and the moment he put down the glass, he saw Cynthia drinking. That sight was very

tempting him to the point

in his heart. He laughed as he said, “Cynthia Larson, what exactly are you doing? We don’t need to discuss

with a hint

from her grandfather to try and bring Philip over to their side at all costs, including letting Cynthia meet all of Philip’s

Cynthia tried the beauty entrapment method to see if she could get him

the opponent’s self-discipline was obviously

the wine glass and said in dissatisfaction, “Aren’t you interested at

frowned slightly, a little confused at her behavior. She was acting unlike the Cynthia he knew before. He could not help but feel she was a little weird

are you doing?”