Chapter 1490
The First Heir
âWhy are you telling me this? The Clarke family is still the Clarke family. With my father and me around,
the Clarke family will not fall,â Philip said flatly.
He wanted to figure out Sherylâs purpose in looking for him tonight.
Was it merely to reminisce about the past? Impossible!
He had seen Sherylâs methods when he was a child.
She may look weak on the surface but her heart was full of schemes.
There were rumors that Sheryl Larson was a candidate to be the future head of the Larson family.
That was right. A female candidate as the head of the Larson family in Fernvale would definitely cause
a worldwide sensation!
Sheryl turned around, looked at Philip seriously, and said, âPhilip, donât you want to find the people
behind the scenes? Donât you want to find out the truth about your motherâs accident back then?â
At the mention of his mother, Philipâs expression turned cold.
He stared at Sheryl with scorching eyes and asked coldly, âDo you know something about my motherâs
accident?â
Sheryl did not deny it. She walked over, picked up the phoenix feather pendant key from the box, and
said to Philip, âGrandauntâs death has something to do with this.â
The key to the door?
However, Philip suddenly shuddered and his brows furrowed. He said, âAre you trying to tell me that my
motherâs death has something to do with the Nonagon?â
Sheryl nodded and said, âYour guess is correct. Itâs indeed related to the Nonagon. I also heard about
this matter from my grandfather. However, I donât know any more secrets. You have to find that out
yourself.â
âWhy are you telling me this?â Philip looked at the key on the table and asked solemnly.
Sheryl smiled sweetly and said, âSheâs my grandaunt and a part of the Larson family. You also have
half of the Larson familyâs bloodline. You naturally have the right to know.â
Philip was silent for a moment and said, âStart talking. You invited me over so late at night. The reason
for our meeting is definitely not as simple as just telling me that my motherâs death had something to do
with the Nonagon.â
Sheryl smiled charmingly and said, âYouâre very smart, indeed.â
Philip laughed. âDonât underestimate me. Iâm your uncle, after all. According to seniority, you should be
paying your respects to me.â
Sheryl did not refuse. She inclined slightly and said, âHow do you do, Uncle.â
Philip shrugged. This woman had a way of doing things. Sheryl did not dwell on such things and said, âI
came to you for another purpose.â
âWhat purpose?â Philip asked, his face calm and unfathomable.
Sheryl said, âThe Larson family wonât be going to the Nonagon. We will gift this key to you. When the
time comes, youâll go to Nonagon instead of the Larson family.â
Hearing this, Philip frowned.
He needed to go to the Nonagon instead of the Larson family?
He had absolutely no deeper understanding about the door and the Nonagon right now. All he had was
just a general understanding.
âExcuse me, but I think the Larson family has found the wrong person.â
Philip put the phoenix feather pendant key that he was fidgeting with in his hand back on the table and
got up to leave.
Sheryl seemed to have guessed that this would happen and said without haste, âDonât you want to
know about the news of your sister, Hannah Clarke, in Country M?â