The First Heir

Melody rolled her eyes mischievously and said as she pushed Philip out, “I don’t, but he does.”

Philip was startled and even a little dumbfounded.

Suddenly, he felt hostile gazes on him.

They were mixed with suspicion, disdain, contempt, and sarcasm.

“Hehe, this guy? He just looks like an ordinary person, so stop teasing us. If he really has ten billion, why is he queuing up with us? He could just go through the green entrance over there.”

The woman from before, with heavy makeup on her face, placed her arms over her chest while saying in a mocking tone. She then pointed to a group of distinguished guests who were being welcomed in by the service staff on the other side.

The meaning was quite obvious. If he had the money, why would he line up here?

Melody was upset and wanted to explain but was stopped by Philip.

“Sorry, my sister is not right in the head. Don’t mind us. We’re just normal folks.”

with a

heads disdainfully and continued

you doing? Why don’t you say anything? Just look at them. They’re

All of a sudden!

in front turned their heads and

cause trouble for me,

was hanging around her ears and said with a pout, “I just can’t stand the way they look down on people. Is the second young master of the Kingsley family really that rich?

his head. This Melody was still immature and liked to get

along to find a place with a good view. They then

hoping that the auction

an unhappy voice

luck to bump into

scantily-dressed woman who nearly

time, she was hugging

resentful and said coquettishly at the

eyes and a greasy face. He looked very

he was unremarkable, someone he did not have to worry