The First Heir

Wynn was stunned. Philip actually had a great great grandfather. Was that not her father-in-law’s great grandfather?

The generation gap was too huge!

For a while, Wynn was a little flustered. She stared reproachfully at Philip and said, “Why didn‘t you tell me earlier? You nearly got me into trouble.”

After that, Wynn took Mila, who was still drinking her milk, back to the room and started changing. About half an hour later, Wynn changed into a long white dress with a small trench coat. Her hair was coiled on her head, and she put on high heels. With light makeup on, she looked very savvy and approachable.

“How is it? Do I look okay?” Wynn looked at herself and glanced at Philip expectantly.

Philip stroked his chin, nodded, and said, “Okay, this is fine. The grand elder is not a particular person.”

Wynn rolled her eyes at him and said, “How can we act so casually? No way, I’ll change into another outfit.”

With that said, Wynn returned to the room. Ten minutes later, she still decided to stick with the previous outfit.

Wynn next to him. They left

car stopped at the

current state, Philip gently put

gave Philip an admonishing glance before she took a deep breath

of three followed the butler to the entrance of the grand elder’s courtyard. He was

soon as he saw Philip, he complained softly, “Stinking brat, what took you

didn’t take that long, right? Wynnie

Philip, Wynn looked at Horace with some embarrassment. Not knowing who the

Wynn, he immediately squeezed out a pleased smile and said,

who

Wynn bowed slightly,

“It’s good to freshen up a little. Taking some time is