Chapter 2765
The First Heir
After Hogan had left, Zayn Larson and Nash Larson sneered and said, âHogan must still be angry with
us.â
Silva frowned and said, âIgnore him and just make sure that things are ready. Two days later, Cynthia
must marry into the Berry family in style.â
âYes, Silva.â Zayn and Nash nodded in response.
The meeting was adjourned.
At this moment, in the vicinity of the Larson familyâs 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, âI want to see my daughter.â
However, the bodyguards reached out to stop Hogan and said, âFourth Master, Iâm sorry. The patriarch
has ordered that without his patriarchâs token, no one is allowed to approach this villa.â
Hearing that, Hoganâs 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, âDad, save me. I
donât want to marryâ¦â
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 womanâs voice was heard,
âThird Young Miss, itâs time to eat!â
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, âGet out! I
wonât eat this! Even if I starve to death, I wonât eat anything from the Larson family!â
Hearing that, the woman was furious and scolded, âHey, Third Young Miss, you really donât know
whatâs good for you! Do you really think of yourself as a young lady of the Larson family? Youâre just an
illegitimate child of the fourth branch family whoâs without a status!â
While cursing, the woman turned her head and spat, âHmph! Even a wretch wants to put on airs. What
a joke! I donât care if you eat or not. Itâs best if you die!â
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.
âPhilip, youâll come and save me, right?â 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!
âHey, Cynthia, are you still crying? I donât want to criticize you, but marriage is a good thing, so why are
you crying?â
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, âWhat do you want?â
Zinnia walked over, crossed her arms, and looked at Cynthia haugh Lily.
Smack!
She slapped Cynthia and shouted, âHow dare you look at me like that? The illegitimate child of the
fourth wife has no right to look at me like that!â