The First Heir

After Hogan had left, Zayn Larson and Nash Larson sneered and said, “Hogan must still be angry with us.”

Silva frowned and said, “Ignore him and just make sure that things are ready. Two days later, Cynthia must marry into the Berry family in style.”

“Yes, Silva.” Zayn and Nash nodded in response.

The meeting was adjourned.

At this moment, in the vicinity of the Larson family’s fourth branch, a small villa was closely guarded by bodyguards in black suits.

Hogan stood in front of the villa and raised his eyes to look at the villa. He smiled at the bodyguards guarding the door and said, “I want to see my daughter.”

However, the bodyguards reached out to stop Hogan and said, “Fourth Master, I’m sorry. The patriarch has ordered that without his patriarch’s token, no one is allowed to approach this villa.”

Hearing that, Hogan’s face flushed red in anger as he clenched his fists.

no choice. He stood at the door for a long while before he turned and

melancholic face and an unhappy expression watched as Hogan left with tears in her eyes. She

because Cynthia knew that her fate had been set in stone. She had been like a living zombie this whole time. Her life was entirely in the hands of others. She had been on a hunger strike for three days. She was weak and exhausted. She wanted to fight, but Cynthia knew that no matter how hard she fought, it would be futile. Two days later, she would be forced to

Bang!

was pushed open from the outside. A stern middle-aged woman’s voice was heard,

woman with a cold

food away. She pointed at the door and shouted, “Get out! I won’t eat this! Even if I starve to death, I won’t eat anything from

Young Miss, you really don’t know what’s good for you! Do you really think of yourself as

turned her head and spat, “Hmph! Even a wretch wants to put on airs. What a joke! I don’t care if you eat or not. It’s

slam, followed by the clatter of chains. To prevent Cynthia from escaping, all the entrances and exits were guarded. The doors and windows were replaced with steel. To prevent Cynthia from committing suicide, all the furnishings in the room had no sharp

hugged her slender and tender fair knees, curling up in

a sad and

could not command her destiny finally became a victim of

while, and her eyes were full of