The First Heir

Paula got up and forcefully slapped Martha. She yelled, “What’s wrong with my daughter? She’s still richer than Philip! Philip is just a useless piece of trash, a spineless coward, and a good-for-nothing who depends on women! He’s the scum of all men!”

Slap!

Martha clutched her face. She was mad too. Consequently, she lifted her hand and returned the slap.

Now, the two sisters were fighting with one another. They were beating up each other in the cafe!

The scene was extremely violent!

As a result, a lot of people had started gathering around them; some people had even begun taking videos and uploading them onto the internet.

Instantly, the two of them became internet sensations.

When Martha got home, her entire face was covered with fingernail marks. She looked horrible.

Charles felt helpless as he applied the ointment on her face and said, “Say, why were you bickering with your sister? See, you ended up being scratched. You’re at a disadvantage now, aren’t you?”

Martha inhaled sharply and shouted, “Softer! I’m not at a disadvantage. She was badly scratched too! I even pulled her hair out. You have no idea, but my sister wears a wig. Hahaha! I was about to die from laughter when I found out. Let’s see if she dares continue to be such a b*tch and if she dares to show off in front of me. I had to let her know my strength.”

Charles could only shake his head and sigh helplessly. He said, “You have to control your temper in the future. Don’t you remember how you were beaten up last time?”

When Charles mentioned this, Martha became scared. She took out her phone and called Philip. She asked, “Philip, how’s it? Did you find the person who attacked me?”

anger and said, “Not yet, I’m still looking for her. Mom, don’t go out for the next few

place her hopes in him anymore. He was indeed a piece of

don’t look for her any longer. I know I can’t depend on

saying that, Martha

tell Philip about the

worried. After all, it belonged to Philip; it was inappropriate that his wife had taken it

and she glared at him before snorting. “What’s there to say? I already

his head and put away

on her wrist, Martha remembered that she still had not brewed the other pack of

thinking about it, she ran to the courtyard and started

Wynn drink it no matter

George’s office. His entire body was coursing with anger and murderous

The former only

was on

had been seven years, and he had never seen the young master that angry. Had

do?” Despite feeling timid, George

could not stop dripping

the young master was only standing by the french window and had his back toward him, his icy aura was able to lower the temperature of the

like an unsheathed sword, waiting to

It was so terrifying!

Look for it throughout the entire city! The remnant my mother gave me was stolen! I want to know

city. Nevertheless, at the