The First Heir

At this time, the little white cat looked at Philip curiously before it jumped from his shoulder to his hand.

It looked at the wound and shook its head, and a puzzled look crossed its eyes. It stuck out its tongue and tentatively licked the wound. In the next second, its eyes lit up as if it had eaten something delicious. It started to frantically lick Philip’s palm.

Philip looked down at the strange touch and was confused by the little white cat’s action.

What was that little thing doing, eating poison?

“What the heck? Don’t poison yourself to death!” Philip exclaimed and tried to push the cat aside, but he was stunned the next second.

He found that his wound had healed and the poison had disappeared completely as if nothing had ever happened before.

“Did the little thing do this?” Philip looked at the little white cat that was still unsatisfied and felt doubtful.

even if there was an antidote, it was impossible to

Of course, the other party refused to give it to him, but Philip found it and poured it into the

its lips after eating and

taken aback before he realized that he seemed to

it’s a snack…’ Philip mumbled under his breath, not paying any

so he stopped and started dozing off instead. However, he did not fall

he was afraid that the thief would

the token Sophie gave him was or what it

the body of the rich young man on the side and scowled darkly as if

If we tell

do? If we don’t tell the patriarch, what should we say when they ask us about

we say