The First Heir

Lydia snorted coldly, stretched out her jade-like finger, and pointed at Philip behind her. She said to Gil, “It’s useless to apologize to me. Apologize to Brother Philip!”

This…

Gil frowned. He was very unwilling.

Apologize to a scamming wimp?

Where the hell was he going to put his dignity after this?

Seeing Gil standing motionless there, Lydia threatened, “You don’t want to? I’ll tell my great-grandfather then. He’s just inside.”

Lydia pointed to the private room in the center.

Hearing this, Gil shuddered in fright and immediately apologized to Philip by bending over respectfully. He said, “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I hope you forgive me.”

The sudden reversal made everyone confused.

Philip’s eyes were indifferent as he looked at Gil who was bent over. After a moment of silence, his eyes fell on Yolanda and the others.

Yolanda was not stupid either. Seeing that Gil had lowered his posture, she naturally bent over and apologized as well. “Philip, I’m sorry. On account of being acquaintances, I hope you can forgive me this time.”

was about

had waited so long for the

got slapped in

Clarke, who the hell was he and why was there always

said, “Well, do you still want them

he knelt down, he would really be unable to

sighed, shook his head,

that, he and Lydia returned to their

the others also sat down

on pins and needles. It

left a bitter taste in

this guy hook

lost interest and got

the others in the private

yelled, “Wow, is a big figure coming? Even Old Master Jensen

“Who can it be?”

at the main entrance of the inner hall and saw a

black suits glanced at the audience like falcons and then stood at the door, two at the front and two at the back. They were greeting the two men