The First Heir

She was panicking!

Martha was beyond frantic now. She hurriedly took out her phone with trembling hands and took a photo.

She wanted to save some evidence so that she could go back and ask Philip.

Naturally, Martha was suspicious of Philip’s identity now.

How could a spineless coward get into the same luxury car as the richest man in Riverdale?

Martha could not understand this. She turned around and left.

When she got back home, she told Charles everything. “Charlie, look at this. Is this Philip?”

Charles was fiddling with his birds. He put down the birdcage and put on his presbyopic glasses to take a look. He said, “Why did you take his picture? Are you still following Philip?”

Charles was shocked. What was wrong with his wife?

She was even using such cheap tricks to stalk him?

Martha glared at him and smacked him on the arm. She said, “Look at the person next to him!”

Charles was curious. He looked closely and exclaimed, “Is… Is that George Thomas?”

on her face. Then, she said, “Philip must be hiding something from us. Charlie, call him now and ask him to come over. I need to ask him what’s his relationship

was only concerned

have taken a lot

more than one million

had saved someone’s life. Plus, the

a while and said suddenly, “Martha, don’t you think that Philip has been acting differently

She slammed her hand on the table and said, “What’s so different? He’s still a spineless coward. If he’s really

Philip is our son-in-law, after all. Do you have to treat him

want to recognize a good-for-nothing like Philip as his son-in-law, at the

at him and said, “Why are

did not make a move, she took out her own phone and said angrily, “If you

waited. When the call went through, Martha said arrogantly, “Philip, where are you?

at the hospital with George. Her tone was unfriendly and it sounded like she was interrogating

at the hospital. I’ll go there in

over here now!” Martha said

Slam!

making Philip sigh helplessly. He called

he got inside the house, Philip could feel the coldness

sofa. She looked at him with the corner of her eyes. She said coldly, “You’re here.

Then, he sat on the single-seated sofa diagonally across Martha. He asked, “Mom, what’s wrong? Why did you ask me

beat around the bush. She said frankly, “Philip, what’s your relationship with George? Did you