The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

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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.

Opposite her was Giada Wallis. Donned in an expensive set of clothing and an aura of nobility that one

could only be born with, she gave off the royal vibe fit for a queen merely by sitting there. Despite being

over 40 years of age, this was a woman with the beauty of a 20-year-old lady. The 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

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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 shone from her face, and it was

reminiscent of spring breezes. “Not going to introduce me, Philip?” Philip’s expression grew cold.

Frowning, he turned to Giada. “That’s my wife, Wynn Johnston.

And that’s my daughter, Mila Clarke.” Having introduced them, Philip walked over to Wynn to whisper in

her ear, “Take care of Mila, I have things to discuss with her.” Turning to stare coldly at Giada, he 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 right to marry into our family.” Giada smiled. It was so overwhelming that it compelled

people to accept, yet still so gentle at the same time. It was at that moment Philip understood, this

woman’s smile was dangerous. “She’s my wife, and Mila’s my daughter. They have every right to

belong in the family.

Though I would greatly appreciate that you remove your nose from my business and leave me out of

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your petty matters.” Philip warned matter-of-factly. Giada smiled, removing a small brocade box from

her purse and opening it to reveal a 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

own.” Philip frowned as he stared at the small golden bangle in Giada’s hand. It had belonged to his

mother.

Taking the golden bangle, Philip asked with the intention for her to leave,

“Anything else? If not, please leave. This is not somewhere you should be.”

Unfazed by his tone, Giada was calm when she spoke next, “There will be an event at Cirrus Manor next week. Come and bring

Wynn with you.” One of her bodyguards politely handed him a golden invitation as she spoke. Its cover was decorated with

clouds and butterflies, thus drawing emphasis to its subtle extravagance. Taking the invitation, Philip replied nonchalantly,

“We’ll see.” He did not want to accept the invitation, but this was Giada Wallis he was dealing with. In the end, Philip took the

invitation anyway. It was too early to show his hand.

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