The First Heir

Philip stood at the door and looked at that wonderful figure with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He took a few steps forward and sat on the fluffy sofa. There was already a glass of red wine on the table, glinting mesmerizingly.

Rachel turned around with a charming smile and moved to walk in front of Philip. She deliberately raised her leg high before crossing it as she sat down. She said with a smile, “You’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you for ages.”

Her voice was soft and gentle, making people tingle all over.

With such beautiful scenery of a charming woman and fine wine, any man would be moved.

Philip smiled lightly, a trace of cunningness flashing in his eyes as he asked, “Tell me what’s your purpose of asking me here. It’s late at night. A man and a woman being alone in a room together can be very dangerous.”

Rachel giggled alluringly, and her figure also looked seductive.

“Young Master Clarke, what’s the matter? Can’t we just sit and enjoy the view of the moon while drinking and talking about life?” Rachel smiled, seductive charm occasionally filling her gaze.

Now that he was here, could he escape from her palms?

but her face still appeared as charming

to enjoy the view of the moon and talk

shrugged his shoulders and said, seemingly having seen through

got up and said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now. Well, the scent in this room is good but

bit her red lip. Today, she had deliberately

in front of Philip. She stopped at the door and pressed her soft body against the door. She straightened up slightly, stared at Philip seductively, and

grabbed Rachel’s delicate wrist, and

“Oh, you’re hurting me.”

Philip away. Then, she turned and walked past him. She sat back on the sofa and said, “If I

of the Gentleman

looked at the woman who was sitting on the sofa with her jade-like

Interesting.

setting

the smiling Rachel in front of him, and said, “If you can say something that interests me, perhaps I

the front of her body shaking slightly. She said, “Young Master Clarke, stop kidding me. You’re the young master of the