The First Heir

“Oh, um… Mr. Thomas, please don’t misunderstand. Please don’t mind me. I’m just a wretched old woman. I was just babbling before. Please don’t take my words to heart.”

Martha was frantic, but she was excited. She got up and went over to brew some tea and cut some fruits. She wanted so badly to give George all the best food in her home.

George just smiled lightly. He said courteously, “You don’t have to do that. I’m just driving little Philip home. I’ll get going now.”

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing at all. It’s such an honor to have you in our house, Mr. Thomas. Please have some, these are the fruits I just bought today. This is also the best Maojian tea. I won’t even be willing to drink this usually.”

Martha’s attitude did a 180 change. She was eagerly attentive to George.

She even interrupted Charles when he wanted to say something.

“Sit there and read your newspaper,” Martha scolded Charles before turning around and looking at George like he was a national treasure. Her eyes were shining brightly.

Wynn felt helpless. Her mother was so embarrassing.

Just now, she wanted to kick him out and now, she wanted to glue her eyes on him.

“Mom, Mr. Thomas has to attend to numerous affairs of state every day. He’s busy,” Wynn said.

Martha glared at Wynn and said, “What do you know? Stop talking nonsense.”

Then, she smiled and got up. She glared at Philip and said, “Get up. Go over there.”

For lack of a better option, Philip could only get up.

Martha sat down directly next to George. Her face was filled with flattery as she said, “Um, Mr. Thomas, how do you know our Philip?”

Now, she was starting to talk about Philip. How shameless.

coward but to her

sun really came out from the

me last

you?” Martha murmured while smiling brightly. She peered at

maybe Philip was something special. Who knew he

kinds of favors in the world and he used it to get himself out of

asking for the favor, she would ask for a

He did not say

said, “I’m sorry, everyone. Since Phil is fine, then I shall

said frantically, “Mr. Thomas, thank you for helping our Philip.

exchanged a few words with Martha

she walked back to the house looking like she had

Bentley!

a luxurious

excitedly, “Charlie, we’re gonna be rich! That was George Thomas! He’s rich! He’s a

said, “You were ready to

his house earlier but he did not even get a chance to talk to him. This faded old woman

now. When she saw that Philip was still in the room, she changed her usual horrible temperament toward him and walked in front of him with a huge

the past. If you had told me that you knew George

was

humiliated him and looked down on him to

she wanted to treat him like he was

felt that Martha was crossing the line. Her own

on, flatter George more. There will only be advantages

what Martha was concerned about the most. She was wondering whether she could