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?”

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

found her, she did not want to place her hopes in him anymore. He was indeed a piece of trash. She had thought that he would be able to do at

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

Martha hung

tell Philip about the

He was worried. After all, it belonged to Philip;

“What’s there to say? I already took it.

as he shook his head and put away the first aid kit. He did not say

at the jade bangle on her wrist, Martha remembered that she still had not brewed the other pack

to the courtyard

make Wynn drink

end, he was in George’s office. His entire body was

Philip. The former only bent his waist and lowered his head, undaring

master was on the edge

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

me to do?” Despite feeling timid, George held his breath

not stop dripping down George’s

window and had his back toward him, his icy

like an unsheathed sword, waiting to

It was so terrifying!

city! The remnant my mother gave me was stolen! I want to know

coldly. His eyes reflected the lights of the entire city. Nevertheless, at the same time, a flame could be seen burning in