The First Heir

Paula flicked a glance at Philip. Amused by his timid and obedient display, she could not help her sarcasm. “You have such a good son-in-law. Although he’s not promising, he’s good at doing housework. You can be relaxed because of that.”

Martha was angry when she heard this and promptly cursed. “He’s nothing but a useless piece of trash. So what if he can do the housework? If he’s half as good as Frank, I won’t have to suffer so much and live in this old manor with Charles.”

Paula’s eyes narrowed with a smile. When she saw Philip walking over with the tea, she deliberately loosened her hold on the cup, making hot water spill all over Philip’s hands.

The boiling hot water instantly burned Philip’s skin a fiery red!

The cup also shattered with a loud crack.

“Oh dear, I’m so sorry. The cup was too hot, and I didn’t hold it properly. Philip, I hope your hands are alright.” Paula pretended to be concerned.

Philip clenched his teeth in pain and forced out a smile. “It’s fine.”

After that, he quickly ran into the kitchen and soaked his hands in cold water, but a huge blister had already formed!

The pain was excruciating!

Philip’s eyes were cold as he stood in the kitchen. How could he not notice that Paula had done it on purpose?

Paula had already forgotten about Philip and turned to Martha instead. “Well then, since you’ve already asked for my help, I’ll get Frank to help and see if

leaned back on the sofa and fiddled with the jewelry on her hand, waiting

shouldn’t have

not consider if Philip could hear her

he could? He was nothing

room. He said with a smile, “Aunt Paula, please don’t worry about the villa. I’ve already bought a house. If you’re interested, you can come

Paula and Martha were stunned by his

would still brag and joke about this matter at a

book on the table, and flung it at him while cursing. “Philip, no one will think

house. I’ve told you last time. In a few more days, all of us can move in,” Philip said while he bent over to pick the

was indifferent. She looked at Philip dubiously before mocking with a sneer. “Martha, your son-in-law has learned

could not

“Well then, since the son-in-law has already said so, let’s set a

Crack!

She was full of anger but had nowhere to vent. She glared vehemently at Philip, stood up, and slapped him across the face with a screech.

would move into the new home together. This made

this son-in-law of yours is really no good. You must teach

Soon after that, she told her husband,