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.

He stood at

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

entirely in the hands of others. She had been on a hunger strike for three days. She was

Bang!

the door was pushed open from the outside. A stern middle-aged

a cold face

food away. She pointed at the door and shouted, “Get out! I

think of yourself as a young lady of the Larson

wants to put on

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

to the ground in despair. She hugged her slender and tender fair knees,

a sad and pitiful

destiny finally became a victim of a wealthy

a while, and her eyes were full of tears. She