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.

woman’s fragrance could be a deadly

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

and asked with a

sent us the access card to enter the institution. Since we have reached an

thought for a moment and picked up the black and gold card, the access

sentence made

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 require high-level authority,” Sheryl said with a smile. Those

smiled, put the card away, and said, “I don’t think you’re here just to give me this access card,

She snapped her fingers, leaned her body forward, and said with a smile, “Philip, I have to say, you’re very

you talk to me in such a casual manner, I can

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

his chin and smiled. “What do you

silent. They faced each other in deep contemplation. In the end, Sheryl giggled. She fished out a small brocade box from