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

turned their heads disdainfully and continued talking among

and bit Philip’s hand, saying, “What are you doing? Why don’t you say

All of a sudden!

in front turned their heads and glared

said helplessly, “That’s enough. Don’t cause trouble

“I just can’t stand the way they look

head. This Melody was still immature and

Philip along to find a place with a good view. They then sat down and

he was hoping that

unhappy voice

luck to bump into the

scantily-dressed woman who nearly clashed

she was hugging a man

place first. She felt resentful and said coquettishly at the man with a potbelly, “Hubby, I want to sit

had small eyes and a

was unremarkable, someone he did not have