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 him to

Martha would never admit

matter what, everything now was Philip’s fault. It

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

was nothing short

she heard the sum of

do with us, he started it! If you want compensation, get

simply gave up, pushing all the

and tried to run

“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 in his uniform, walking

the store, the temperature dropped by tens

glare. Grabbing Martha and Charles each with one hand, he threw them onto the couch and

that, the man sat down on the couch and slammed his

already emitted a little scream. Without missing a beat, she pointed at Philip and shrieked, “D-Don’t arrest me, I didn’t hit her! It was him, it was my

She sold him out!

that, she heartlessly

Martha Yates for you. She was ever the pragmatic

Smack!

violent slap across the face. He said

She instantly shrunk away, holding her face and too afraid to

watched them silently. He had no intention of standing up

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