The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

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Chapter 108

Wynn was at the hospital, asking everyone she could find if they knew any famous doctors or could lend her any money. It was

all to no avail, though.

Her classmates left her in the wind at times like these. Even her close friends were nowhere to be seen. After all, they were

scared. They knew that she had a useless husband. Who would lend money to a household like that?

They would never see the money back again. While Wynn was feeling sorry for herself, her phone rang with a notification. It was

from her cousin, Lynn.

She tapped on it and saw that it was a video, plus a voice message. Before she clicked on the video,

she tapped on the voice note first. Lynn's somewhat panicked voice came across the speakers. "W…

Wynn, did you see the video? Do you know what your husband does for a living?" Wynn frowned her

pretty brows slightly. She did not really understand what Lynn meant, so she clicked on the video. The

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video was crystal clear. It was obviously Philip! Fancy Jaguars! Several dozen bodyguards dressed in

black suits!

That man in the white suit treated Philip very respectfully. The more she watched, the more surprised

and shocked Wynn felt! Was that really her husband, Philip Clarke? That useless wimp who took all

that shade without ever saying a word in return? Who were these people, and why did they treat Philip

like a god? All of a sudden, Wynn did not recognize Philip anymore.

After a moment of confusion, Wynn immediately gave Lynn a call, saying hurriedly, "Where did you take

this video? What's the meaning of this?"

When Lynn received her cousin's call, she retorted with a question, "Wynn, do you know what Philip

does for a living?" "What do you mean, what he does? Who are those people? Did he offend

someone? Wait right there, I'll be there in a second!" Wynn was in a complete panic now. She thought

that Philip was in trouble and had been kidnapped. How else was she supposed to explain this video?

She did not dare to entertain any other possibilities, because they felt impossible to her. "I don't know

either. He seems… He seems to have changed," Lynn said with a stutter. She did not really understand

either. He had always been a spineless coward who never said a word out of place. Why was he

suddenly so respected by so many? By a mob boss like Theo Zander, too. It was just inexplicable.

Wynn was beside herself with worry, and she pestered Lynn to tell her what happened. Of course, Lynn

hid a lot of details. After all, she owed him a hundred thousand.

If her parents found out about that, things would definitely turn ugly for her.

After she hung up, Wynn hastily gave Philip a call. She was bordering on hysterical now, her brow

tightly furrowed and her nerves etched into her face. It was a familiar tone. However, no one picked up.

She tried again!

Still no one picked up. Wynn was properly panicked now. Her heart leaped into her throat. At that

moment, she had not yet realized just how she worried about Philip she was. The call went through!

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"Wynn? What's the matter? Why did you call me five or six times?" On the other end, she heard Philip's

somewhat lazy drawl. Wynn felt her heart settle back into her chest when she heard that familiar voice.

She heaved a sigh of relief and said,

"Where are you?" Philip could hear that Wynn was worried, so he said with a laugh, "What's the matter, Wynn? Why are you so

nervous?" "I asked you a question. Where are you?" Wynn asked again coolly. Philip told her a lie.

"I'm doing my delivery rounds, of course." Wynn's face frosted over the moment she heard Philip lie. "Come to the hospital. I

need to talk to you."

'Well, well, Philip Clarke. So now you've learned to lie to me.' Would he need a Jaguar to do his deliveries? Would he need a

couple dozen bodyguards? Wynn was quite unhappy right now, so she simply hung up.

After that, she lay on the hospital bed in a huff, already running through ten thousand reasons to start a fight with Philip. She

picked up her phone, watching the video over and over again. Wynn was perplexed. It did not look like Philip had made enemies

he should not have. They did not seem to be taking him away by force. In fact, it looked more like they were respectfully inviting

him into the car. Theo had his back turned to the camera, so Wynn did not recognize him, and Lynn did not tell her either.

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