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

their heads disdainfully and continued talking

are you doing?

All of a sudden!

turned their heads and glared at

her into the venue from the security checkpoint and said helplessly, “That’s enough. Don’t cause trouble for me, okay? Your dad

strands of hair that 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

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

pulled Philip along to find a place with a good view. They then sat down and ordered some snacks

was hoping that

an unhappy

luck to bump into the two

woman who nearly clashed with Philip

she was hugging a

to sit here, but Melody took the place first. She felt resentful and said coquettishly at the man with

man had small eyes and a greasy

was unremarkable, someone he did not have to