The First Heir

Philip’s voice was not loud. He smiled at them apologetically.

Even so, his words left everyone in the room stunned.

Martha especially looked at him like he was a ghost. She felt terrible all over, and she burst out swearing, “Damn you, Philip, no one asked you! Get the hell out!”

Martha was beside herself with fury.

Philip was such a blabbermouth.

“Compare yourself to Paula’s son-in-law! Do you think you have any right to speak?” Martha roared at Philip furiously.

“If you weren’t so useless, would I embarrass myself in front of my family like this? I must have been blind to accept a useless piece of trash like you as my son-in-law back then!

“Look at her son-in-law, look what he bought for her! What about you? Have you ever bought me anything? How can you say such nonsense on top of that? If you want to go to the party, you can go by yourself! I’m not going!”

As Martha howled at him, Philip lowered his head helplessly.

It seemed his mother-in-law was dead certain that he was a good-for-nothing now.

Next to them, Paula enjoyed the show, chuckling to herself coldly. The irony on her face intensified.

She pretended to say kindly, “Come on, Martha, don’t keep venting your temper on poor Philip like that. You know what they say, a girl is only as good as the man she marries. It’s not Philip’s fault, it’s Wynn’s fault for choosing the wrong man.”

the blame

quite the masterful character in her own right. She was blatantly picking

only grew angrier when

to make her lose all

it was her daughter who insisted on marrying Philip Clarke,

out to be absolutely

piece of trash! See what you’ve done? I don’t even

over. “I don’t care. If you still think of me as your mother, I want you to divorce this useless

do you

humiliating for her to have her mother talk to her like that, especially in

Juan. Do you maybe want to go back first?” Wynn turned to

and left

was kind

was

glanced at Philip who was standing

Philip Clarke who ruled the school back then had now fallen to such an extent. It was quite hard to imagine,

and plopped her behind on the floor, throwing a tantrum as she wailed, “You heartless little witch! Your father and I raised you all those years, and this is how you treat us? Why did you marry that useless thing? What did

around screaming on the floor too, so

up. She just pointed

nothing Wynn could do, so she just

want to spend

as hopeless as

stopped them from getting married, if she had found Wynn a good man instead, then she would be living the good life in