The First Heir

Martha became startled at those words and rushed at her father while shouting, “Dad, you can’t do this! Wynn is your granddaughter! This matter is that wimp’s fault!”

She turned to Wynn angrily, held her shoulders, and shook them desperately. “Wynnie, don’t be silly. Just hurry up and tell that wimp to come back. We won’t get involved in this matter. He must solve his own problems.”

Why was her daughter so stupid? Was it worth it to stand against Old Master Yates for that wastrel?

However.

Wynn laughed coldly as her eyes became tearful. She glanced at Martha before looking at Bob. “Grandpa, I know you’re here for Eric. I don’t know what happened to him, but you laid your hands on me as soon as I stepped in here. Did you find out about what Eric did? Do you know what Eric did to me today?”

Wynn was infuriated.

This was her grandfather, an old man who did not care about right or wrong and distinguished between grandson and granddaughter.

To Bob, Eric was the flesh and blood of the Yates, his precious grandson.

Was Wynn not his granddaughter?

Bob’s mouth twitched. However, his love for his grandson caused him to ignore her statement as he retorted, “Eric is the grandson of the Yates family. Even if he did something wrong, it should be the Yates who punish him. An outsider has no right to break his limbs!”

Thump, thump, thump!

As he spoke, Bob angrily tapped his black-and-gold cane that was embellished with a tiger’s head against the floor that was tiled.

Everyone in the house fell silent.

What?

Philip broke Eric’s limbs?

into disbelief. Her breathing became rapid, and her eyes rolled back into her

They were doomed!

huge

startled by this as well. She had not expected

have any regrets. Philip was her husband, and

“He asked for it.”

astonishment, Wynn bit

very well

I want to see how hard the bones of Wynn Johnston are! Let’s see if Philip

stepped forward and swung their big hands.

beaten up and ended up vomiting blood from her mouth, she

Wynn frostily. He refused

If he doesn’t

and shouted

phone. Her fingers shook as she dialed Philip’s number. “Phil… Philip, come back at once!

echoed throughout

It was Martha’s wails.

sight

at the street right outside the Old Johnston Manor. He heard the slapping sounds from the receiver and was

D*mn Bob Yates!

He was courting death!

Yates family

Very well!

them an inch, and they had now

would disappear from

dashed into the manor, and as soon as he stepped into the house, he saw Wynn kneeling in front of Bob. Wynn’s face was red and swollen.

“You’re dead!”

An angry roar!