The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The First Heir – Chapter 1697

Sheryl put the coffee down in a dignified manner, raised her eyebrows, glanced at Philip, and asked with a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, “Am I not welcome?”

Philip shrugged and said, “You’re not unwelcome, but I can’ t help feeling that you’re not a simple woman. Although I have some relations with you, I still think we should meet less.”

Sheryl did not deny it and said frankly, “Your feeling is right. I’m not a woman who makes people feel secure. Born in such a family, I learned to be selfish since I was a child and became scheming. Many people who’ve met me say that I’m a femme fatale, but I don’t think so. I’m just a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered.”

Philip chuckled and said, “Comparing yourself to a poor little lamb, only you can say such things. I already knew what kind of person you are since I was a child. There’s no need to beat around the bush between us. Just tell me straight. I’ll decide depending on my mood.”

According to the intelligence Philip received, Sheryl Larson was the person most qualified to inherit the Larson family of Fernvale. She was a woman too.

To be able to rise to the top of the Larson family, as well as stand tall amid the rivalry and strife, she must have her unique side and a scheming mind.

Thus, even if they were related, Philip still had to be careful.

a woman’s fragrance could

the word ‘Nonagon’ on the front. On the back was a schematic diagram of a geometric symbol of

with

access card to enter the institution. Since we have reached an agreement, this card

and picked up the black and gold card, the access card into the Nonagon. It

Sheryl’s next sentence

this card, you can enter and exit any institution in the country. No one can stop you and you can receive special treatment. Of course, it excludes some institutions that

card away, and said, “I don’t think you’re here

snapped her fingers, leaned her body forward, and said with a

talk to me in such a casual manner, I can

leaned back on the sofa indifferently, her lazy posture speaking a thousand words. She said, “If you want me to address you as my uncle in front of others, it’s not impossible. But I don’t think you’d want that. Besides, we’re working together now. You won’t mess with me over

and smiled. “What do

he said that, the surrounding atmosphere quickly fell silent. They faced each other in deep contemplation. In the end, Sheryl giggled. She fished out a small brocade box from her bag, placed it on the table, and said with a smile, “A gift for