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.

the graceful-looking Wynn next to him. They left the residence and got into the Bentley that

the car stopped at the side

car. At this time, Wynn was very nervous and her palms were all sweaty. Seeing her current state, Philip gently put his

she

the entrance of the grand elder’s courtyard. He

soon as he saw Philip, he complained

shrugged and said, “It didn’t take that long,

looked at Horace with some embarrassment. Not knowing who the

he immediately squeezed out a pleased smile and said, “This

at Philip who made introductions, “This is my third

are you, Third Uncle.” Wynn bowed slightly, looking

freshen up a little. Taking some time