The First Heir

Rachel smiled and blinked her beguiling eyes that revealed a trace of sexiness as she said, “Of course.”

Philip chuckled. “Haha, you think too much. I’m not one. I’m just my wife’s knight in shining armor.”

After saying that, he looked at Wynn and asked cheekily, “Am I right?”

Wynn blushed at his question.

Her husband was too much, showing such affection in front of outsiders.

Rachel smiled faintly and did not continue this topic but led Wynn and Philip into the building.

The decoration of this studio was very classic. Although there were not many customers, those occupied were doing styling seriously. Moreover, the identities of the guests seemed quite unusual. There were even some popular young celebrities there.

When Rachel passed each room, she would greet the people inside with smiles and chatter.

Rachel took the two of them to a luxurious single room on the second floor. Obviously, this was an exclusive studio designed for Rachel’s private styling, and it seemed that she was going to work on Wynn personally.

“Philip, please wait for a moment. I’ll work on Wynn first before I get to you.”

preparations. As the top stylist in the industry who had just

bored while sitting and it did not take

hours had passed before she woke

up. Take a look at Wynn.

Philip awake with a smile, folded her arms

was very confident about her

his eyes and turned his gaze to Wynn who stood in front of the mirror. When he saw her, he almost had a nosebleed again

Philip’s view, Wynn was simply an angel who

a red evening

was piled up high and looked meticulous, completely different from her normal professional outfits on working days. She looked both noble

was

Philip looking at her with an idiotic look. The corners of her mouth

eyes could not stray away from

then. Please try to make

to Rachel, Wynn

lounge, Wynn inevitably began

of the modeling room, patted the chair in front of her

in the room. He felt an ambiguous atmosphere flowing in the air. Moreover, he would inevitably have to stare at her face during this

thinking

Philip,