The First Heir

Philip looked at the phone display with a frown and connected the call.

On the other end of the line, the sounds of crying and angry shouts came through. “Philip, come and save me. I… I got into an accident with your car, and the other party wants me to pay 20 million…”

“Accident? What kind of damages cost 20 million?”

Philip got a shock. Lynn was just too unreliable, getting into an accident just like that.

That was a Ferrari!

She got into an accident and the other party was demanding 20 million in compensation?

Was it possible that the other party drove a luxury car too?

Was this the day for luxury bumper cars?

Lynn could not explain clearly over the phone. She was just crying and shouting. “Philip, come here quickly! There are so many of them. If I don’t pay up, they said they’ll take me away and go to my house to look for my parents!”

Philip caved in and hurriedly said, “Wait for me, I’ll be there soon.”

Philip hung up the phone, got into Tiger’s car, and rushed to the scene of Lynn’s accident.

On the other hand, Barb had gotten in touch with the owner of the villa and received a reply. She could visit, but she was not allowed to touch anything inside.

“Madam Sears, you’re great. Just a call and you can solve it easily.” Paula flattered her immediately.

a small matter. The owner has to give us some leeway for the sake of my sister’s family too. It’s the Longford family after all.

if she was walking on

but she did not expect them to agree

status was lifted in front of the Yates

too capable. I

was so fortunate to marry Stephan Longford. She had really risen to the

tide with a total

was just an ordinary girl from the village, poor and

clothes and handbag were all branded

was envious, very

was not like this. It was only when she married Charles Johnston and after her

made Martha unreasonable and money-minded over

vanity and arrogance hidden

villa?”

contemptuously. She was an ordinary woman indeed. It

you know who the richest person

know. The

old man to be so easy to talk to. Let’s go in and have

Martha into the place, and like Alice walking around

had embarked on a trip. This villa was simply too

same time, at the corner of Saville Street, a crowd

attract attention when a

next to the red Ferrari with her arms crossed over her chest. She yelled arrogantly at the few young people across from her, “Why should I pay? How much is your broken car worth? Open your eyes and look at this clearly, it’s a Ferrari! You are the ones who should pay

the crying and wailing person on the phone, but exactly