The First Heir

Wynn was standing right next to Philip, watching everything unfold without a word.

This man was so familiar to her, but also so unfamiliar.

Martha and Charles had long since been stunned into silence. They exchanged a look and found oceans of fury in each other’s eyes.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done, Philip? Why the hell did you do that? Her brother is the Chief Staff Sergeant! We’re screwed, you’ve condemned us all to death!”

Martha immediately shoved Philip and yelled at him, then she just sat her butt on the floor and began bawling unreasonably.

Philip really hated the way Martha made a huge scene out of everything. She was always so ignorant and ungrateful.

“It’s fine, Mom. I can handle this,” Philip said calmly.

“As if you can handle anything! You’re just a good-for-nothing! Oh, you’ll be the death of us all!” Martha scolded him angrily. She wanted nothing more than to rip him to shreds right now.

That cursed Philip Clarke was truly a blight on her life.

If the woman really called her brother over, the whole family would end up behind bars.

“Are you done, Mom? Philip’s only trying to stand up for us, isn’t he?”

Wynn was truly mad now. Martha had blatantly insulted Philip in front of everyone, making them a public laughing stock.

Martha was almost mad with fury as well. She grabbed Wynn’s arm and lambasted her, “Are you stupid, Wynn? Philip just hit someone, and he even made her spit blood! Her brother is the Chief Staff Sergeant! If this escalates, he’ll end up in jail and we’ll have to pay for the damages.”

As she ranted, Martha gave Philip another furious glare.

truly

not have

Martha would never admit

what, everything now was

scene before her, she could not help a cold sneer. “Haha, do you regret it now? Well, too late! You beat me up so badly, and my husband is in bad shape because

was nothing short of

fainted from anger when she

nothing to do with us, he

pushing all

tried to run away with her tail between

the door stood in their way and even pushed them back inside, roaring, “Who the hell dared to bully my lil’ sister? Do you have a death wish? Haven’t you heard of the

and had a pair of handcuffs at

the store, the temperature dropped by tens of degrees. It was enough

and Charles each with one hand, he threw them onto the couch and said coldly,

man sat down on the couch and

I didn’t hit her!

She sold him out!

like that, she

Yates for you. She was

Smack!

Manson Horace, simply gave Martha a violent slap across

Martha in a daze. She instantly shrunk

watched them silently. He had no

beating. It might be