The First Heir

Philip felt the hair on his skin stand under the scrutiny of the crowd. He then saw Aiden walking over to him with a smirk.

“Philip, try repeating what you’ve said just now. I didn’t hear it clearly.” Aiden looked patronizing. This Philip really likes to speak up wherever he’s not needed. Doesn’t he know his place? To even dare to spout such nonsense. If I, Aiden Grant, can’t settle this, would a piece of trash like him be able to?

Philip pouted. After some thought, he answered honestly, “I said that the matter today would not be as easy as it seems. There might be illegal fund-raising involved in this, so I don’t think a favor from someone would be able to solve it. Hence, I’d like to ask a friend for help. Is there a problem?”

At this, Aiden immediately snorted. “Holy sh*t, you’re really something Philip. You even have friends now? Why? Feel like playing hero today? Sure, why don’t you handle this?”

After Aiden spoke, the older folks around started bombarding insults.

“Martha, what does your son-in-law mean? Does he want to take the lead? He looks so shabby, what can he do? Wouldn’t this just be an embarrassment?”

“This is Martha’s son-in-law, a wretched piece of trash who makes deliveries. What can he do? Stop acting almighty and talking big!”

too far without being realistic. Perhaps he’s feeling upset cause he saw

furious when she heard her friend’s mocking Philip. Slap! She threw a hard slap across Philip’s face and yelled angrily, “Beat it! There’s nothing for you to do here! One more

gaze turned cold as a fire burned in his chest. However, he could not show his mother-in-law

done scolding Philip, Martha tugged on Aiden’s arm apologetically and smiled at him. “Addy, don’t listen to Philip’s nonsense. What does a slacking

at this, and that pleased Aiden even more. He was here to show off his capabilities and connections to his future mother-in-law today, so how could he let Philip take that glory from him? Moreover, what right did trash like Philip have to put on

say you can solve this? Then, you do it.

older folks around as they gritted their teeth, Philip knew that he should not do anything. “I’m sorry, my friend has something up, so he can’t

shove then said cheekily, “Since you don’t have any capabilities, why did you put on an act earlier? Envious of me?” It’s so obvious

and stood quietly in a corner. Why should

the crowd burst into

so shabbily

a piece of trash, at least he has

chattering happily with him, seemingly closer to him than she was with this son-in-law of