The First Heir

Chapter 1216

Not long after Philip left, he told Master Bell’s people to stay on guard at the hospital.

About 20 minutes later, a charming figure appeared in Hannah’s ward, her fragrance filling the space.

The graceful woman, dressed in a fiery red trench coat that was paired with a black shirt underneath, stepped on her high heels and walked toward Hannah’s hospital bed. She sat down.

Her fiery red lips whispered, “Is it worth it?”

Hannah smiled faintly and said, “You don’t understand. He’s my brother, after all. Besides, only in this way can I take the initiative.”

The woman nodded and asked, “Do you need me to send someone over?”

“It’s okay, Sister Margot. I can be alone. If there are too many people, it’ll only rouse my brother’s suspicions.”

Hannah shook her head and said.

Margot Pearson smiled alluringly and said, “The boss asked me to pass you a message. If it doesn’t work out, retreat in time and don’t get embroiled in it.”

A pair of dimples appeared on Hannah’s face as she smiled and said, “I understand.”

Then, Margot got up and left the ward.

for two personal female bodyguards to remain

was worried

hotel. As soon as he arrived, a few people

his 80s. He was wearing a white martial arts uniform, and with

Jensen arrived at the hotel an hour ago and

lobby were filled with

young girl with her hands on her back tilted her head as she blinked her big eyes. She

the Young Master Clarke her great-grandfather was talking

He looked very ordinary.

from bad eyesight and recognized

wrong person? This ordinary young guy

lips and was unwilling to believe

the Jensen family become the rotating director of the World Martial Arts Association could not be the

did not fit the

would either be a successful world martial arts champion or a man who possessed the talents of the world and was

her great-grandfather, the image she had of

Now, however…

Shattered!

be rude!”

her tongue

looked up and saw Jacob. He smiled and

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