The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1216

Not long after Philip left, he told Master Bell’s people to stay on guard at the hospital.

About 20 minutes later, a charming figure appeared in Hannah’s ward, her fragrance filling the space.

The graceful woman, dressed in a fiery red trench coat that was paired with a black shirt underneath, stepped on her high heels and walked toward Hannah’s hospital bed. She sat down.

Her fiery red lips whispered, “Is it worth it?”

Hannah smiled faintly and said, “You don’t understand. He’s my brother, after all. Besides, only in this way can I take the initiative.”

The woman nodded and asked, “Do you need me to send someone over?”

“It’s okay, Sister Margot. I can be alone. If there are too many people, it’ll only rouse my brother’s suspicions.”

Hannah shook her head and said.

Margot Pearson smiled alluringly and said, “The boss asked me to pass you a message. If it doesn’t work out, retreat in time and don’t get embroiled in it.”

A pair of dimples appeared on Hannah’s face as she smiled and said, “I understand.”

Then, Margot got up and left the ward.

However, before she left, she arranged for two personal female bodyguards to remain in Uppercreek.

She was worried about Hannah.

Here, Philip returned to the hotel. As soon as he arrived, a few people came up to him.

The leader was an old man in his 80s. He was wearing a white martial arts uniform, and with a respectful smile, he said, “Young Master Clarke, we finally meet again.”

Jacob Jensen arrived at the hotel an hour ago and had been waiting in the lobby.

At this moment, both inside and outside the lobby were filled with Jacob’s apprentices. The place was heavily guarded.

Beside him, a mischievous-looking young girl with her hands on her back tilted her head as she blinked her big eyes. She looked at Philip carefully.

Was this the Young Master Clarke her great-grandfather was talking about?

He looked very ordinary.

Great-grandfather was not suffering from bad eyesight and recognized the wrong person, right?

“Great-grandpa, did you recognize the wrong person? This ordinary young guy is the Young Master Clarke you’ve been talking about?”