The First Heir

Aria turned her head, looked at Horace disapprovingly, and said, “And you! Do you want to cause trouble with him too? Do you know what kind of place the branch family is? If Christian really had the intention to kill today, who would’ve been able to stop him?”

Horace looked a little sullen and said, “But Aria, I did ask for the grand elder’s token, didn’t I? Besides, nothing happened.”

“Say it again!” Aria coldly scolded.

Horace was like a schoolboy who had made a mistake. He turned to Philip and accused him, “Why are you so stubborn? Why couldn’t you hold back a little? You just had to go and cause such a big fuss! Apologize to your third mother right now!”

Philip felt helpless. He knew that his third mother loved him.

“Third Mother, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong.”

Philip lowered his head and said. Then, he took a step forward, pulled Aria’s delicate arm, and said, “Third Mother, don’t be angry. I won’t dare to do it again next time.”

With that said, Philip even wanted to make a vow.

Aria snorted and said to the attendant next to her, “Let’s go.”

steps, she said without looking back, “Tomorrow,

smiled and responded,

relief when Aria finally got into the car and left. He rubbed his burning

talk back to her. Only you can do that. If that little

his hand and shrugged, his eyes fixing sneakily on the purple-gold token in Horace’s hand. He said, “Uncle Horace, can

a thief and said, “What do you want to do? Don’t

his eyebrows

a break today. Tomorrow morning, I’ll get someone to pick you, Wynnie, and your kids up. You need to visit the grand elder and pay

know that the grand

Philip replied, “I know.”

***

Philip was

lying on the bed and wrapped

sat on the side, her eyes swollen from crying. She was keeping

on the bed. He said to the doctor