The First Heir

Hearing this, the crowd looked sideways and could not hide the fire in their eyes. It turned out there was such an opportunity tonight. In other words, if they obtained the favor of Sheryl Larson, they would have one foot in the Nonagon.

This was a decisive opportunity!

Many descendants of large families present at the venue initially had little hope at first and were merely trying their luck. However, when they heard about this, all of them rushed enthusiastically to Sheryl, uttering all kinds of flattering words.

Sheryl dealt with them one by one, appearing very gracious.

Philip sat in the corner alone, watching all this indifferently, A sneer of realization appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Good for Sheryl Larson. It seemed she had been setting up a trap for him.

A special guest enforcer?

Interesting.

Philip’s eyes were slightly cold as he stared at Sheryl who was surrounded by the crowd. The other party seemed to have seen him as well. She signaled her subordinates to push the crowd away. She strutted toward Philip with a gentle smile and said, “You’re here, quite on time too.”

Philip chuckled, sipped his drink silently, and replied in a cold tone, “Is this your purpose?”

both hands, and sat across Philip. She smiled blandly and asked,

heard about

this scene in bewilderment. Who was that guy talking to

he sit with

eyes. That guy looked very ordinary. Compared to all the rich young masters of the large families present, he

a beeline for this man.

made many

Larson already made her

it the guy in front

Impossible!

He was too ordinary.

indignation. “Hey, who the hell are you? How dare you

right, who are you? Stand up at once! Do

on that brat’s face? What right does he have to be here? Where’s security? Where’s

everyone was very hostile to Philip. Those who stood in

him, they would stand no

indifferent. A faint chill appeared in the corner of his eyes as he turned his head and smiled at Sheryl. “You seem very popular. Should I

that, Philip was about to get