The First Heir

This was just the edge of the estate but there were already many villas, golf courses, leisure clubs, open air swimming pools, zoos, and so on. There were even buildings that looked like palaces magnificent and beautiful.

Expensive trees and flowers from various countries could also be seen. There were world-class florists pruning and tending to them.

Many servants and butlers in black and white uniforms also walked around. They would respectfully stop and bow when they saw the convoy.

At this sight, Martha looked like she had never seen the world before. She grinned broadly from ear to ear, her eyes wide open. She was excited beyond belief. She chattered incessantly the entire way.

“Charles, look at this.”

“Charles, look over there.”

“Wow, and that!”

wealthy family is like. My goodness, what blessing I have in this life to have such

her eyes were

but you refused to listen. You insisted on going against him and even told Wynnie to divorce him. If they had really divorced, you wouldn’t even have the

not bother about Charles. She said, “Oh, that’s all in the past. I know I was wrong now. It’s okay,

looking around, she took various photos with her mobile phone and

a while, it set off a craze in the group. Everyone asked Martha which developed country she

group

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ignorant looks of astonishment behind their phone screens. About ten minutes later, the convoy passed by a blue lake in front of the centermost castle in the manor and took a side road

that covered thousands of square meters was a very wide square. This square was bigger than St. Mark’s Square in Venice. It

world’s most expensive hand cut marble and pebbles, inlaid with

the center of

did not know who this black and gold statue was erected after. It had been here since he was born. It was said to be the ancestor