The First Heir

After a while, Philip left this place and headed to Cynthia’s residence. He walked into the room and saw Cynthia lying on the bed, recovering.

“Why are you here?” Cynthia was full of joy when she saw Philip walking in and wanted to get down from the bed.

Philip stepped forward, pressed Cynthia’s hand, and said, “Lie down. I’m just here to see you. How are you doing?”

Cynthia nodded shyly and said, “I’m fine…”

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Cynthia suddenly asked, “Philip, I really don’t have to marry into the Berry family, right?”

Philip nodded and said seriously, “No, if you’re unwilling to, no one can force you, including Silva Larson!”

as she said with a nod, “Thank you,

enough. There’s no need for thanks between us. You have to call me Uncle,

punched Philip a couple of times and said, “You always

scratched his head and asked, “By the way, do you know that

“I do. My great-grandfather started losing his memory several years ago. The doctor said it was Alzheimer’s

Cynthia suddenly said, “However, I can’t help but find it strange. Great-grandfather had always been in good health with no signs of this disease. During the year when Uncle Silva took over as the family head, Great-grandfather suddenly fell sick. After that, they put him in that yard. When his memory was clear, he would sometimes ask

that, Cynthia suddenly thought of something. She got up quickly and said, “By the way, Great-grandfather gave me something and told me to give it

wearing a thin nightgown. She bent over and looked for something

second glance at the graceful and exquisite

What a sin!

her. Her cheeks flushed instantly as

He said, “Nothing. What did