The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

At this moment, Philip’s phone rang! It was from George! He put down the glass and walked out of the hall. “Old Man George, how’s it going…” His voice got softer and softer as he walked further away. Martha let out a sigh of relief when she saw Philip putting down the glass. She was extremely fidgety. Thankfully, he did not drink it. However, Martha started to panic again. She had already used one packet, which meant she only had two more chances left. Should she let Philip drink this? Martha was feeling nervous.

It was not poison, so he would not die. After Philip walked out of the hall, he went to a corner. George’s respectful voice sounded from the other end of the phone. He said, “Young Master, we couldn’t find Mr. Fennel Leigh in Chinatown. I went to his place, but he’s not there anymore.” “Not there anymore?” Philip frowned. After staying silent for a while, he said, “Alright, understood. Just find a place to stay over there and keep in touch with him.”

After he hung up the phone, Philip’s eyes were cold. What was that guy doing? Was he on another mission? Never mind, then. This was not the time for his trap. If Giada was really impatient, then she should not blame him for being heartless. After he thought about it, Philip went back to the hall.

Martha was not there anymore and the glass of water was still on the table.

a glass of water in her hand. She was peeking from

would help her take care of Harrison. On his way, he

has more things to hide.” Philip said and looked at Nina opposite him. He had to say that Nina’s body was indeed hot. Any man

did Harrison ask to

was the one who proposed the location, then they would definitely come prepared. She was worried that she would be controlled by them when the time came. Philip scratched his chin and pondered. Then, he smiled.

of his beady eyes showing. He was also connected to an IV drip. What a look! When the tattooed man saw Nina walking in, he let out a sigh of

walking in with a mocking smile on his face while looking harmless, he felt pain in his lungs as if they were being burnt by fire. The muscles on his face were also twitching. “Oh, isn’t this the uncle’s nephew? One day lasts as long as three autumns when we can't see each other. I miss you so much.”