The First Heir

Wynn also noticed the movement behind her and sat up sideways. She was slightly surprised when she suddenly saw these people in the ward.

However, she still asked with a polite smile, “Hello, you are?”

Wynn was very curious. Why was there suddenly an old man sitting in a wheelchair in her ward? Looking at the people around him, they looked like private guards. Furthermore, the dormant aura around everyone was unfathomable.

Even if it was hidden well and deep, Wynn was still keenly aware of it.

The old man in the wheelchair, even though he was very old, was still as steady as a mountain. His eyes revealed the vicissitudes of the world amid the chaos.

Although he was an old man at the brink of his life, the majestic aura he exuded was the first of its kind Wynn had encountered in her life!

It was too strong.

It was like a dormant dragon.

Moreover, he and Philip had the same aura.

The old man took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. His elderly eyes were gentle while the corners of his mouth were smiling and looked very kind, making Wynn feel very warm.

“Ahem, Philip has made the right choice indeed.”

The old man smiled as he mumbled to himself. Then, with a benevolent smile of an elder, he looked at Wynn and said, “I’m Philip’s father.”

Philip’s father?

Roger Clarke!

looked at the old man in front

“Father-in-law.”

brief hesitation, Wynn tried to stand up to pay her

father, her father-in-law. Naturally, she had to show

Philip before. It seemed that Philip had

Roger raised his hand gently and said, “No need, you’re still pregnant. I’m just here

someone to bring

said a few

her father-in-law for the first time, Wynn seemed very

aura from her father-in-law was

aura from the inside out still made

sat there sternly while the guards behind him kept a close watch on all the entrances

a look?” With his handkerchief in his hand, Roger

to maintain a kind smile. The more he looked at Wynn in front of him, the more he

had found a good

“I’ve thought about it, but Philip said it’s

child. If you need my help, just say the word. I wasn’t present when you and Philip got married. When Mila was born, I wasn’t there either. I’m not a competent father or a competent grandfather. I hope you don’t blame

saying this, Roger coughed violently. It was as if every sentence he said took a lot

face stood behind him, his features sharply defined. There was a sense of vicissitudes in his

bent over, and whispered in

smile, “It’s not a problem. It’s rare to see Philip’s wife. She’s the daughter-in-law of the Clarke family.

Seeing her father-in-law like this, he

at Wynn amiably and