The First Heir

Philip smiled sheepishly and asked, “Mom, what’s the urgency?”

Martha glared at him. “Stay here to add to our numbers, pretend to protest. You don’t have to care about anything else.” Then, Martha and a few other middle-aged men and women went to join the protest, screaming their lungs out. It was a shocking sight.

Philip got some info from the bystanders and understood a bit of the situation. This was a financial investment company, and this group of older people had purchased some investment plans here. They were supposed to get their returns today. However, the building was now empty, with only a few lower-level staff left and one manager. By the look of things, that was probably an illegal fund-raising scheme!

Here was where the problem got serious. Companies like this usually targeted well-off middle-aged people, and once something took a downturn, they would run away, and the money would be gone. It was no wonder Martha was so anxious.

Philip felt a headache coming. He went over and asked, “Mom, what did you buy? How much did you invest?” If it was only a small amount, Philip was not too worried. He was just afraid that his mother-in-law had invested a huge amount.

voice was almost gone from all the screaming. She glared at Philip but told him nonetheless, “I invested with that house your father and I live in. They said that the house was good for retirement

you invested with the house?” Philip shouted. He knew that it was over this time. His mother-in-law was a retired university instructor, so how

being useless, would I have had to put the house up for investment? I’m just trying to ensure

they would lose the house. How could she

I’m calling Addy over. He should have a solution.” Martha gave Philip a warning glare before she

free right now? Can you come over to Rivercross Street? Yes,

was her son-in-law, but she did not treat him as kindly as she did an outsider. But he could not blame her, because, in her eyes,

rolled her eyes at Philip and scolded, “What are you, a

Philip this hardworking, Martha finally felt better. But she still looked down on him as she mumbled, “Good-for-nothing