The First Heir

With the sound of Desmond’s roar at the entrance of this magnificent palace, hundreds of law enforcement hall guards stood ready for battle with guns raised and aimed at the main gate.

However, even after a long time, no one came out.

Desmond’s face darkened, and his eyes flashed sharply. He waved his big hand and shouted, “Charge inside and arrest him! Anyone who resists will have their limbs broken!”

“Yes!”

A vanguard that consisted of a dozen people immediately walked into this golden palace in a combat stance with their guns raised. They stomped on their boots.

However, at this moment, two figures appeared hurriedly at the door. Wynn and Lydia stood at the door, looking at the scene in front of them in astonishment.

“W-Who are you people? Philip isn’t here. If you’re looking for him, come back later.”

Wynn was scared and panicking. She was facing hundreds of guards with guns. How could she, a woman who had just given birth, not be afraid?

to Wynn. Seeing this scene at the moment, she stood in

chillingly

vowed to

now

his hands behind his back. With a chill on his face, he stared at the two women at the door. His sullen gaze was fixed directly on Wynn, who was behind Lydia, at this moment. Without guessing, this must be the sl*t brought by Philip from

you Wynn Johnston?” Desmond asked coldly, the tone of his voice full

forward, bowed slightly out of politeness, and said, “I’m Wynn Johnston. I wonder which elder of Philip’s you

my identity! A lowly woman from the outside world like you should kneel to me when you

said angrily, his

his wife. No matter what, he must take revenge for his great- grandson. He

the old man across from her must be Philip’s elder.

delicately, “Greetings to the

low. I’m Philip’s great-granduncle!” Desmond sneered

immediately changed her words and said, “Greetings to the

need. You’re not worthy to call me