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.

before she left, she arranged for two personal female

worried about

the hotel. As soon as he arrived, a few people came up to

in his 80s. He was wearing a white martial arts

hotel an hour

moment, both inside and outside the lobby were filled with Jacob’s apprentices. The place was heavily

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

Young Master Clarke her great-grandfather was talking

He looked very ordinary.

bad eyesight and

person? This ordinary young

Jensen pursed her lips and was unwilling to believe

of the World

not fit the image

had always been arrogant since she was a child. She felt that a man who was worthy of her would either be a successful world martial arts champion or a man who

her great-grandfather, the image she had of him

Now, however…

Shattered!

don’t be

her tongue out,

looked up and saw Jacob. He smiled and

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