The First Heir

Thirty million bucks?

Philip felt helpless.

He knew something would happen, but he was not expecting Martha to get herself into such big trouble.

“Alright, mom. I’ll be there immediately. Please wait for me.” After Philip said that, he hung up the phone and dashed to the scene.

When Philip arrived at the scene, he noticed that they were at a hundred-year-old shop. There was a crowd at the entrance. Some of the people there were waiting in line, trying to sell their old items while some of them were only there for the drama. Nonetheless, their heads could be seen bobbing up and down.

There was an argument taking place in the shop, and Philip could hear Martha’s shrieks from outside the place.

When Philip entered the shop, he saw Martha accusing the shop owner of bullying his customers. She was talking so fast her saliva was flying all over the place. Additionally, she was accusing the owner of selling fake antiques and scamming people of their money. “I’m not paying! Why should I? What kind of blue and white porcelain vase is this? It’s fake! You just want to scam a woman like me who doesn’t know anything. I’m going to call the cops on you! What you’re doing is extortion and blackmail!”

Martha was fuming. It was just a porcelain vase. How dare he ask her to pay thirty million bucks?

He had to be bullying her because she did not know anything. He only wanted to scam her.

However, Martha was feeling rather guilty as well. It was the man’s shop and behind the owner were two muscular and tattooed men.

If Russell had not stopped them, Martha would not have had any say as well.

“Mom, what happened?” Philip squeezed through the crowd and asked curiously.

knocked over. They want me to pay thirty

Martha turned around and ran

did not run now, when would she get the chance to

and then

friend of mine. The vase is genuine and the price is just.

as well. It was the shop’s showcased item, and

to pick an item. He had not expected Martha to touch and look at everything the moment she stepped foot into the shop. Additionally, Russel had never imagined

person, he poured out some tea from his dark-red enameled pot, took a sip, and said, “My friend, the blue and white porcelain vase is from the year when Emperor Yongle was in power. I wouldn’t lie

It was a huge price

Your shop is scamming its customers! I’ve come across too many people like you who sell fake goods! You’ve been poor

he could no longer endure it, and his face fell

she just say that his

take such

business in the antique market,

pointed and yelled at by

a hundred years old! We value trust in our industry. I’ve never sold fake goods before. If you

owner was now mad. He placed his dark-red enameled pot down and took out his phone. He said, “Let just stop arguing about what happened. I’ll just call the cops and let

She knew she could not stay there any longer, so she said to Philip, “Philip, handle this. I’ll…

to do was to

what Martha was thinking

However, could she?

look! They’re going to hit me! They’re going to hit me! This is daylight robbery! They’re

else could