The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 281

F*ck! Where did Wynn come from? Suddenly nervous, cold sweat began to form on his forehead as Philip hung up the call and smiled. “Wynnie!

What’re you doing out here?” Handing Philip his breakfast, Wynn stared amusedly at her husband who had begun to profusely perspire. Crossing her arms and her legs, she stared at Philip with mock arrogance and asked, “So, what’s this about 100 billion and 70% of the world’s wealth again?” Philip was nervous as he fumbled with his hands, not knowing where to put them.

I’ll tell you the truth!” Strongly gripping onto Wynn’s shoulders, Philip’s eyes shone with overzealous excitement. “Wynnie. I, Philip Clarke, am actually one of the richest heirs in the world. My family is very rich and very powerful, and I’m given an allowance of 100 billion!” ‘What?’ Wynn was stunned. She was blinking confoundedly at him before her blank stares turned into

some pharmaceutical factory.” With that, Wynn turned to leave. However, she turned back around after a few steps to glare at Philip and gently reminded. “Eat your breakfast.” Chuckling foolheartedly, Philip’s hand went to scratch the back of his head. “Got it. Be careful, okay?” After watching Wynn leave, Philip finally let out

Lynn’s jaw dropped when she saw Philip alight the Ferrari. ‘Holy sh*t! ‘Philip driving a Ferrari? ‘Or am I mistaken?’ “Lynn? What’s wrong? What’re you looking at?” asked a girl with pigtails whose sharp canines peeked out as she spoke. The girl had a cute pink school bag hitched on her back and was wearing white stockings on her legs. Lynn hugged herself and frowned. “I have a few things to do, so you guys might want to go ahead first. I’ll come and look for you guys again tomorrow!” The boys and girls had no qualms, so they all went their own ways. With that, Lynn walked toward the Ferrari and turned her back toward it after taking a few good looks around. Pouting her lips, she took a cute looking selfie and posted it to flaunt on her WeChat Moments. ‘My boyfriend’s new Ferrari! Suck it, guys!’ Satisfied with her post, Lynn sat her butt down on the engine and began to play with her phone. On the other end, Philip had arrived at the Old Johnston Manor. After entering the doors, he found Martha Yates and Aunt Paula chatting with each