The First Heir

Chapter 821

After Philip left the mansion, he returned to the villa. He looked after Mila for a while before calling Wynn.

“Wynnie, how are things? Is there a turnaround?” Philip asked in concern.

Wynn tiredly said, “No, we’re still dealing with it. Is Mila asleep?”

“She just went to bed. Should I pick you up?” Philip continued asking.

“No, I’m afraid I have to work overtime tonight. You should go to bed too.”

Wynn smiled. She deliberately took the time to answer this call.

Philip frowned when he heard this and said worriedly, “You’re still pregnant. You shouldn’t be working so hard. Listen to me. I’ll pick you up. Just leave the company’s affairs to your staff. If they really can’t handle it, I’ll take care of it,” Philip said as he got up and put on his coat, ready to leave the villa.

“No, I can still manage it. If I don’t handle this matter in person, the new board members will complain about it.”

Wynn was also in a dilemma. After all, in this position, she would not be able to win people’s hearts if she did not do anything.

“No, I won’t allow it. You must get more rest. I’ll go to your office immediately!” Philip said forcefully, acting exactly like a domineering president.

This sentence made Wynn’s heart tremble as a warm current quickly flowed through her body.

He was too manly!

Her husband really loved her.

She was very blissful.

He was her anchor.

I’ll wait for you.” Wynn agreed docilely before hanging

Back to Robbie James.

Robbie immediately ran out of the mansion

was a famous

the cost of the villas here was not comparable to Longford Park, it was not too far

of a brightly lit

and the furniture in the

with goose down imported from Italy with

that the floor tiles were overlaid with self-supporting volcanic

of the sofa with his

in front of him, a barefooted man in his 50s who was wearing white loose pajamas was

Robbie knelt for more than ten minutes. During this period, he did not dare to say a word nor did he dare to

until the man finished the plate of goose

know

his oily mouth with a white cloth. He wore jade rings on his fingers, exuding a stern and distinguished

butler next to him handed a black walking stick to the

Smack!

man took the stick and slammed it into Robbie’s

With just one strike…

Crack!

sound of bones breaking could

Argh!

ground, groaning miserably. Then, he got up after painful difficulty and knelt properly

right arm hung limply as if

so many years

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