The First Heir

Philip gently pulled Wynn into his arms and said seriously, “Wynnie, don’t worry. I’m here. I’ll never let anyone do anything to hurt you, Mila, or Nelson.”

Wynn hugged Philip’s sturdy back from behind, raised her head with a happy smile, and said, “Yeah, I believe you.”

On the side, Mila sat on the sofa with her legs stretched out and snickered softly as she said, “Tee-hee, Dad and Mom are hugging. I want Dad to hug me too.”

Philip let go of Wynn, turned around, and picked up Mila from the sofa with outstretched hands. He scratched her little nose and said, “You little imp.”

Half an hour later, Philip walked out with Wynn and Mila, while the servants pushed Nelson’s incubator. Under the escort of the heavily armed Shadow Guards, they left the residence and headed for that white castle in the center of the entire Arcadia Island. Where that white castle was located, there was a huge and magnificent memorial hall shared by the main and branch Clarke families.

Any major event of the Clarke family would be carried out here. Today’s ancestor commemoration ceremony was no exception.

families set out from their residences and went up the mountain to the white castle in an orderly manner while under the escort of

the roads, bowed their heads, and quietly waited for these people to pass in front of

from the Clarke main and branch families was gathered in the small

armed guards in black, putting this place under total lockdown. They were armed

was also divided into camps

on the left. The ones standing at the forefront

the left

time, in front of the branch family’s camp, Morrow, Salem, Wade, Hansel, and Desmond stood in the forefront with solemn eyes and nonchalant faces. At the forefront of the main family were Tim, Horace, and a few elders who did

branch family muttered, “Hey, why hasn’t the eldest young