The First Heir

At this moment, a tiny figure was rubbing her sleepy eyes. She was wearing a cute pair of pink pajamas and standing at the bedroom door.

“Daddy…”

Mila called out and walked in wearing big pink slippers.

Philip smiled, bent over, and picked Mila up. He hopped her nose and asked, “Why are you awake?”

Mila hid in Philip’s arms in fear and said, “I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Mom left me and went far away.”

While saying that, Mila looked at the sleeping Wynn on the bed and wanted to call out to her.

Philip immediately put a finger to his mouth in a shushing gesture and said, “Mom is asleep. Let me play with you for a while.”

Mila nodded, looking very cute with her hair slightly disheveled.

The father and daughter sat in the living room to play at this moment. While playing, Philip noticed a small object hanging from Mila’s neck. It was a small green bottle carved with patterns and there was a red string on both ends. The bottle was about the size of a little finger.

Philip frowned. He did not buy this for his daughter.

it given by

the thing on your neck?” Philip put Mila on

a container with very complicated lines and patterns on

the object in her chubby little hands and said happily, “Dad,

Aunt? Hannah Clarke?

him before he left the hospital in Uppercreek last time. The letter mentioned that Hannah had left something for

the small object in front of

can you

agreed obediently. She took off the small object from her neck

small green bottle and looked at it carefully several times under the light. Apart

very hard. It was similar to jade but not quite like it, or perhaps something metal. After looking at it for a while, Philip still could not figure out what it was. He could only

dimples. She said,

to her room and put her

did Hannah mean by

***

next morning. Outside Philip’s residence, a group of servants and a