The First Heir

“I need you to help me get this from Philip Clarke,” Margot smiled and said, blinking her pretty big eyes while strutting in cat-like steps.

When Martha heard this, her head buzzed.

Was this thing very valuable?

She was beaten up by Philip because of this item last time.

Was she going to steal it again?

“Um, Miss Pearson, I’m afraid I can’t do it. Philip always carries this thing with him. I can’t get hold of it.”

Martha was apologetic and hesitant, making it seem like it was a difficult feat.

Margot smiled faintly and poured herself a glass of red wine. Her red lips slightly parted as she said, “Madam Yates, that’s your problem. It’s okay if you don’t want the deal.”

the two burly bodyguards directly dragged Martha to the window and made a gesture to

rolling waves down

with fright and shouted desperately, “I’ll do it! Don’t push me

motioned to her subordinates to release Martha, then stepped on her high heels to walk over to Martha who was slumped on the ground. She said, “By

Two weeks?

exclaimed, but when she saw the two bodyguards stepping forward again, she immediately nodded frantically. “Okay,

was taken out

Amelia, Martha sobbed as she

she was also scared and asked quickly,

her head and said,

had just arrived at the dock. As expected, a

the other party

nodded and immediately

Royal Princess Cruise. Following the two bodyguards leading the way,

Martha