The First Heir

“Yes, we understand! Totally!”

The foreign men kept nodding their heads and bowing in apology for fear that they might anger Fennel if they were not careful. This was the venerable master of the Sun Hall, the Sun God Apollo. A word from him and they would die without a burial place.

“Get lost!” Fennel shouted.

The two foreign men staggered up from the floor and fled.

Fennel glanced at Mila, who was sleeping on the sofa. He untied the ropes for Martha and Charles.

“Thank you for your help, young man.”

Charles was very polite as he expressed his gratitude. Fennel waved his hand and said, “Mr. Johnston, don’t mention it. I’m Philip’s friend.”

After saying this, he got up, walked aside, and called Philip.

***

out of Spruce Villa. At this moment, he received a call from Fennel and asked

from the 12 Sacred Halls of the West. As for who it is, I don‘t know for now. But I’ve asked them to bring a message back. If you want to teach a

tensed as he

that said, Philip ended the call and used his contacts

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Harbor Hotel.

whose cheeks were flushed. He said coldly, “Wynn, stop being so stubborn and just quickly sign

full of tears at the moment She stared at Liam with hatred and shouted, “Liam Johnston! You

sister, I could abandon you all the same! Are you waiting for Philip to save you? To be honest, I’ve been waiting for more than ten minutes just to give him a chance. But where is he? Isn’t he very arrogant? To tell you the truth,

saying that, Liam’s face was

same time, his phone rang. It was a message and video from Lynn. Liam looked at

not a

unexpected. With that thought, Liam frowned as a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. He looked at Wynn