The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 279

Giada Wallis! ‘She has found Wynn and Mila, but what does she want?’

Philip felt his eyebrow twitch as his expression shed its warmth. Anxiously, he uttered out, “I’ll be there soon!” Philip had no time to explain and quickly hailed a taxi to the hospital. Having just drunk, he could not drive. Philip reached the hospital within ten minutes and quickly alighted the car, dashing toward Mila’s hospital room. Pushing open the door, he was met with the scene of Wynn speaking happily to a graceful woman. The duo was shrouded by an indescribable air of harmony. “Philip, You’re back.” Wynn stood from where she previously sat and greeted him with a warm smile.

small quirk on the corner of her lips and the warmth of her eyes made it difficult for people not to trust her. That was Giada Wallis—a woman with the appearance of an angel and who concealed the deviousness and slyness of a snake. Philip nodded as his gaze trailed from Wynn to Mila who had long fallen asleep on the hospital bed. Then, he looked back at Giada. Giada stood as well, clutching her LV limited edition handbag in her hand as she turned and smiled gently. Warmth

said, “We’ll talk outside.” Then, he walked away. Giada tilted her head to bid Wynn farewell before she turned to look at Mila on the bed. “I’ll see you guys again next time. Millie is a very cute girl, and I hope she spends every day being the happiest little princess in the world.” Wynn nodded politely and tucked a section of her hair behind her ears. “Thank you.” Turning away, Giada took elegant steps out the doors. At the hospital’s resting area. The area had been cleaned of people, thanks to the eight bodyguards in suits and sunglasses standing at every corner. Philip stopped before a window and watched the scenery outside with his hands in his pockets. Behind him, Giada took small steps to reach where he stood and smiled. “Your father wishes for your return. He doesn’t have much time left, and the Clarkes need their heir.” The Giada Wallis here was one who had authority and knew how to use it, a complete opposite from the one in the hospital room moments ago. Her lips drew into a smile, but unlike the last, this one brought a shiver instead of warmth. Roger Clarke was running out of time. Philip’s breath hitched as an unidentifiable glint flashed through his eyes. “Why’d you come to find Wynn and Mila?” Philip turned around to ask with an icy tone. “They’re the wife and daughter of Young Master Clarke. As your mother, it’s only right that I come over in place of your father to screen if your wife has the

small golden bangle. “This is something your mother left behind. Said something along the lines of giving it to your child when you get married and have children of your

asked with the intention for her to

please leave. This is