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 about life. We’re nothing alike.

shrugged his shoulders and said, seemingly having seen through

the scent in this room is

she had deliberately put on a fiery red shade of

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 stretched out her small pale hand. She played with Philip’s shirt

wrist, and said coldly, “What

“Oh, you’re hurting me.”

delicately before reaching out and pushing Philip away. Then, she turned and walked past him. She sat back on the sofa and said, “If I can tell

of the Gentleman

the woman who was sitting on the sofa with her jade-like legs crossed. She was sipping on red

Interesting.

setting a

and said, “If you can say something that interests me, perhaps I can consider taking you under my wing. How about

Clarke, stop kidding me. You’re the young master of the Clarke family