The First Heir

Philip was back.

Sure enough, they soon heard footsteps outside. A team of bodyguards in black suits ran in. Philip and the others walked in through the door.

Charles and Martha quickly got up, greeted them, and said with a smile, “Philip, you’re back.”

Philip glanced at Charles and Martha, who was hiding behind Charles and dared not look at him. He did not say anything and just asked, “Where are Mila and Nelson?”

Charles quickly replied, “They’re taking an afternoon nap on the second floor.”

Philip nodded, went up to the second floor, and saw Mila and his young son sleeping soundly in the room.

After watching for a while, he came down from the second floor and saw Charles and Martha standing and whispering to each other.

Theo and the others had already gone back, while Fennel and the others were staying in a hotel.

“What’s up?” Philip’s sixth sense told him that something was up between Charles and Martha.

Charles was about to speak when Martha pinched him fiercely and said, “It’s nothing. You just came back so I’ll make you some food.”

Philip smiled and nodded.

Charles into the kitchen. However, soon, several cars stopped outside

opened, and a few arrogant and domineering men stepped out of the car. They were dressed flamboyantly in floral

young man. He took off his sunglasses, spat out the toothpick in his mouth, and glanced at First Palace. He waved his hand and said, “Let’s go, buddies. This villa

burly men followed the handsome young

once! I’m here to collect the money!” A

as he sat

and Charles hurried out of the kitchen

too. It just

the sofa in the living room. He walked

was so frightened that

“Um, Midge, my son-in-law is

she spoke, Martha’s eyes were full of

heard this, he looked at Philip and said with a snort,

about Riverdale and even less

lamented when she heard Midge’s

Sure enough!