The First Heir

“Mr. Thomas, do you have the wrong person? Look at Philip’s wretched state, he’s just a hopeless case who everyone looks down on…” Paula was unconvinced, so she blurted out.

Not only did she suspect that Theo was a fake, but now, she suspected George was a fake too.

Who were they? Were they blind? How would they have any connections with a penniless fool like Philip?

“Ma’am, please watch your language. No one can insult my little Philip like that.” George’s tone was icy.

Bob shouted as well, “Paula, shut up! One more word and you’re out of here!”

Paula shut her mouth when she saw her father’s angry expression. She was as scared as a bird that was startled by the mere twang of a bow. She did not dare to lift her head anymore.

Martha chuckled deviously. She said weirdly, “Oh, our Phil is the best indeed. He even knows a rich person like you, Mr. Thomas. Unlike some people whose daughter only got a nice husband after sleeping with God knows how many men. And she still dares to show off every day. How cheap.”

Bob was used to the daily bickerings of his two daughters. He spoke up and stopped them.

Paula was trembling with anger. She peered at Philip at the outer courtyard. Her heart was filled with anger and jealousy.

What did Philip do? How could he claim relations with someone like George?

Did he sell his wife?

At the party, it was only natural for people to ask about Philip and George’s relationship.

Before George could say anything, Martha could not wait to show off. She told them Philip had saved George and was George’s savior.

everyone sighed

would be a huge chance for him

ten minutes, George got up and walked

eyes followed him. After greeting Philip, George sat down

glued on Philip. Bewilderment, jealousy, envy, and

calm. He even

George, what are

said, “Young Master, didn’t you ask me to prepare a

Pfft!

almost spat out his

was even more of a poser than

at that moment, he

Who was this guy?

just a spineless

understand what Philip had said earlier, something about

just because he knew a few

his wine quietly. His hands were trembling, and his heart was roaring

it possible

you is not allowed to cause trouble here! I, Eric Yates, am

number and said with a dark face, “Monkey, bring the boys and block the entrance of the village. I want to f*ck someone up! I want to cripple him! There’s also a woman.

obvious that Philip’s table had become the

cast glances at them

rest, “Um, I have to send Wynnie back now.

Thomas, I’m so sorry. I don’t feel so good, so I’m going