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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 2765
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Chapter 2765

After Hogan had left, Zayn Larson and Nash Larson sneered and said, “Hogan must still be angry with us.”

Silva frowned and said, “Ignore him and just make sure that things are ready. Two days later, Cynthia must marry

into the Berry family in style.”

“Yes, Silva.” Zayn and Nash nodded in response.

The meeting was adjourned.

At this moment, in the vicinity of the Larson family’s fourth branch, a small villa was closely guarded by bodyguards

in black suits.

Hogan stood in front of the villa and raised his eyes to look at the villa. He smiled at the bodyguards guarding the

door and said, “I want to see my daughter.”

However, the bodyguards reached out to stop Hogan and said, “Fourth Master, I’m sorry. The patriarch has ordered

that without his patriarch’s token, no one is allowed to approach this villa.”

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Hearing that, Hogan’s face flushed red in anger as he clenched his fists.

This was too far. However, Hogan had no choice. He stood at the door for a long while before he turned and left.

At this moment, at the window on the second floor of the villa, a woman with a melancholic face and an unhappy

expression watched as Hogan left with tears in her eyes. She said softly, “Dad, save me. I don’t want to marry…”

However, only she could hear her voice because Cynthia knew that her fate had been set in stone. She had been

like a living zombie this whole time. Her life was entirely in the hands of others. She had been on a hunger strike for

three days. She was weak and exhausted. She wanted to fight, but Cynthia knew that no matter how hard she

fought, it would be futile. Two days later, she would be forced to marry into the Berry family.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside. A stern middle-aged woman’s voice was heard, “Third

Young Miss, it’s time to eat!”

At the door, a middle-aged woman with a cold face walked in with a dinner tray.

Cynthia turned around and knocked the food away. She pointed at the door and shouted, “Get out! I won’t eat this!

Even if I starve to death, I won’t eat anything from the Larson family!”

Hearing that, the woman was furious and scolded, “Hey, Third Young Miss, you really don’t know what’s good for

you! Do you really think of yourself as a young lady of the Larson family? You’re just an illegitimate child of the

fourth branch family who’s without a status!”

While cursing, the woman turned her head and spat, “Hmph! Even a wretch wants to put on airs. What a joke! I

don’t care if you eat or not. It’s best if you die!”

After saying that, the woman left and closed the door with a slam, followed by the clatter of chains. To prevent

Cynthia from escaping, all the entrances and exits were guarded. The doors and windows were replaced with steel.

To prevent Cynthia from committing suicide, all the furnishings in the room had no sharp edges, and there were no

tools for her to commit suicide.

Cynthia slumped to the ground in despair. She hugged her slender and tender fair knees, curling up in pain.

What a sad and pitiful woman.

A woman who could not command her destiny finally became a victim of a wealthy family.

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“Philip, you’ll come and save me, right?” Cynthia cried for a while, and her eyes were full of tears. She felt cold all

over.

All her hopes were now pinned on that letter. It was the only thing she sent out for help.

After a while, the sounds of chains at the door rang again. Cynthia raised her head suddenly and looked over with

hope, but the face of the person who walked in was one she was familiar and disgusted with!

“Hey, Cynthia, are you still crying? I don’t want to criticize you, but marriage is a good thing, so why are you

crying?”

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman about the same age as Cynthia. She was dressed luxuriously with the

poise and demeanor of a young lady. Zinnia Laron was the youngest daughter of Zayn, the second branch of the

Larson family. Arrogant and domineering, she was a typical rich young lady with a petty and spiteful attitude.

Seeing her walk in, Cynthia wiped her tears, got up, and said blandly, “What do you want?”

Zinnia walked over, crossed her arms, and looked at Cynthia haugh Lily.

Smack!

She slapped Cynthia and shouted, “How dare you look at me like that? The illegitimate child of the fourth wife has

no right to look at me like that!”