The First Heir

Chapter 93

Philip did not say anything. Instead, he laughed in resignation as he turned around to leave.

Martha was still muttering to herself. “What a sight for sore eyes.”

Henry’s brows furrowed. Was this Mr. Clarke’s mother-in-law?

She was so spirited and rude.

Mr. Clarke was really unlucky to have such a mother-in-law.

“Wait!”

Henry called out to Philip and stood in front of him.

He was not happy with the way this mother-in-law was acting. Thus, he wanted to do something for Mr. Clarke.

“Who is this?” Henry’s tone was cold as he spoke to Juan.

Juan immediately responded in a complimentary manner, “Professor Turner, this is…”

Before the introductions could be finished, Martha began scolding unreasonably, “Who are you, you old grouch! What, do you want to speak up for that wimp?”

Old grouch?

Everyone present was dumbfounded!

first time that Henry had been scolded in such a manner in his many years of

so angry that all his

way. They stared coldly, itching to rip off the

viciously on Martha’s arm. “Aunty Martha, don’t be rude.

care! Those who can speak up for that useless fool Philip can’t be any better off! Look at you, you’re already so old yet

back when

anything now?

a fishwife shouting

her eyes, there

group

frightened that he

on the other hand,

become anxious. He pulled Martha to the side as he explained. “That’s

know him.” Martha waved her hand, acting like

doctor and a legend within the country’s medical community!

She had

have to behead themselves ten times before they could be

“Huh?”

was so frightened that she nearly lost

a frightened gaze at Henry who was standing nearby with a stony

Orienta, and the higher-ups in the county

fainted

someone so powerful, Martha did not even dare to breathe loudly. She

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