The First Heir

Philip did not expect Wynn to appear at this time and overhear the conversation between him and Cynthia.

He was taken aback.

How was he going to explain this?

Cynthia seemed to notice Philip’s hesitation and quickly explained, “Miss Johnston, you got it wrong. I was talking to Philip about Beacon’s new drug. Actually, I want to cooperate with you as a representative of the Larson family.”

When Wynn heard that it was about cooperation, she immediately became interested.

The two women quickly started talking.

In the end, Wynn even expressed her dissatisfaction toward Philip. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Philip chuckled and said, “Well, I’m just trying to observe them for a little while.”

Wynn rolled her eyes at him and said, “Let’s go home.”

Philip did not move. He glanced at Cynthia and said, “I’ve something to deal with. Let Miss Larson send you home.”

“What is it?”

Wynn suddenly became nervous as she thought of Vivi Joo’s invitation to Philip just now.

Philip also realized that and quickly explained, “It’s okay, don’t overthink it. I’m just going to check out the situation.”

Wynn frowned slightly, thought for a while, and glanced at Philip. Then, she kissed him on the cheek and said, “Come home soon.”

that, she left

and walked into the hotel. He stopped a waiter and asked with a

…

top floor of the Kempinski Hotel, Philip pinched his chin

some inexplicable reason, Philip could not help feeling

response. Philip tried to push

both sides, then he quickly stepped in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a sight that made

Vivi had just showered. Her hair was scattered behind her head and her evening

figure was already mesmerizing enough. Looking at the amazing curves, an ordinary man definitely could not

was permeated

in front of the mirror, Vivi stepped on the carpet with her bare feet. In Philip’s eyes, this was undoubtedly the

could hardly believe it. Could this woman only have a

this,

this

neck was tilted back, and there was a twinkle in her eyes. She looked

He was a man with a strong sense of self-discipline after all.

the scent of this woman lingered everywhere in this bathroom, and Philip saw the clothes placed on the washbasin at a glance.

Vivi just

as he repeatedly splashed his face with water, but a hot stream in his nasal

could not hold it back at

a towel and wiped his face indiscriminately. Not bad, even the

while

that to dry myself

leaning on the door frame while looking at Philip with

that. Another bright stream of red gushed from