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.

for you.” Wynn agreed

Back to Robbie James.

left, Robbie immediately ran out of the mansion and drove personally to a

a famous wealthy district in

here was not comparable to Longford Park, it was not

lobby of a brightly lit and splendid

had very high-end decor and the

from Italy with

floor tiles were overlaid with

his knees kneeling in front of the sofa

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

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

until the man finished

know about

man wiped his oily mouth with a white cloth. He wore jade rings on his fingers, exuding

black-suited butler next to him handed a black walking

Smack!

stick and slammed it into

With just one strike…

Crack!

sound of bones breaking could

Argh!

miserably. Then, he got up

arm hung limply

raised you for so many years but someone has destroyed you with petty

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