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

should not have asked

Martha would never admit that it was

what, everything now was Philip’s

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 of you too. You’ll have to pay at least one million

short of bold-faced

almost fainted from anger when she heard

to do with us, he started

up, pushing all the blame

indignantly and tried to run away with her tail between her

them back inside, roaring, “Who the hell dared to bully my lil’ sister? Do you have a death

very tall and had a pair of handcuffs at his waist. However, he was not

as he entered the store, the temperature dropped by tens of degrees. It was enough to make anyone

worse, he gave Martha a vicious glare. Grabbing Martha and Charles each with one hand, he

sat down on the couch and slammed his

me, I didn’t hit her! It was him, it was my useless son-in-law who did it! If you want

She sold him out!

that, she heartlessly sold

for you.

Smack!

violent

She instantly shrunk away,

had no intention of standing up

had long since deserved a good beating. It might