The First Heir

Zee looked over doubtfully too. It was indeed familiar.

“Hey, why do I feel like he’s the pervert who touched you just now?”

The girl in the pink dress blinked her big eyes that had on glittering eyeshadow and covered her small mouth while saying in surprise.

Hearing that, Zee took a few serious glances before jeering, “How is it possible that the pervert is a person who Jonas Sachs would receive in person? Just think about it. That scum was kicked out a long time ago. This person’s back just looks a little familiar, that’s all.”

Zee refused to believe that the pervert could be a VIP.

That would be a world-class joke!

“Hey, Zee, what if that’s really the case? You had always dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family. If you’ve offended a rich young master, are you going to beg for forgiveness by offering yourself?”

The girl in the pink dress nudged at Zee’s waist, deliberately teasing her.

Zee turned around and rolled her eyes at her before joining in the teasing too. “Are you still talking nonsense? If he really turns out to be a rich young master, I’ll gouge my eyeballs and quit the entertainment circle.”

Zee said so confidently. While speaking, she glanced in the direction of the side door.

Her heart yearned for the mysterious man.

Even President

a young master, she would have nothing

“Zee?”

the pink dress smiled again

you to death!

and the two started teasing

lot of media reporters started wildly taking pictures in

was

but was stopped by the security guard at the side entrance. “Sorry, this is

scene, the people crowded in front of the door were all well-known figures across

could only shake

stated on the door—White Horse Manor Royal

the top VIPs could stay here, and it was an exclusive place deliberately and independently opened by

of White Horse Hotel or the personal invitation of President Sachs, no one could take

members of the girl group stood aside, witnessing this scene with

this place? Even the corporate bosses and families

shouted exaggeratedly, her

Zee trembled even more!

at the side door expectantly with all kinds of thoughts

seize

become a wealthy wife depended