The First Heir

Half an hour ago, Philip received a call from George who said that there was an emergency.

Subsequently, after exiting the hospital, Philip saw George standing in front of its entrance with a cane in his hand next to his Rolls Royce.

George was wearing a suit with a hat. Evidently, he looked polite and refined.

However, when Philip approached George, he could see that George’s forehead was drenched in sweat, and the latter’s eyes looked frantic.

Something was wrong!

He had to tell the young master immediately.

“What happened, Old Man George? Why are you in such a hurry to find me?” Philip asked as he walked out of the hospital’s entrance.

“Young master, I was wrong.”

George respectfully bowed and lowered his head. There was a hint of self-blame in his tone of voice.

Philip frowned. It was his first time seeing George acting like this. He smiled and asked, “What happened?”

George did not dare conceal the matter from him and replied, “Young Master, the young madam and the unborn child might be in danger.”

All of a sudden!

Philip’s eyes turned cold. Nevertheless, Philip did not understand what George meant and thus asked hurriedly, “What do you mean?”

George wiped away the sweat on his forehead and said, “Young Master, while we were looking for the bangle yesterday, one of our men found out that your mother-in-law, Martha, had visited a traditional Chinese medicine shop. She bought some medicine there as well.”

George observed Philip’s expression as he spoke. He was hesitant until he saw that the latter was calm.

“Continue,” Philip said coldly. He could sense a hint of danger.

it, they found

profusely and did

die

“Tell me!”

tone of voice was now icy as well. He was like

“One for abortion!”

head even more and

Philip did not say anything to him. Instead, Philip let his entire body become enveloped with rage as his pupils constricted. Then, he clenched his fists

Philip took out his

no one

and beginning to feel

Mindy and asked, “Mindy, where did

a call. She told

Slam!

and hurriedly got into the car. Afterward, he asked Geroge to speed

not let anything

He had let her off the hook the night before, and she

crossed the

own grave by

could be heard saying earnestly, “Wynnie, I was wrong, alright? I’ll find a chance to apologize to Philip tomorrow, okay? Drink this medicine now. It’s good for you and your baby. I’ve

sat on the sofa and watched as her mother fawned over her.

smell of dark medicine on the coffee table

not drink it? It stinks,”

Wynn had never liked taking medicine. This was

up? Thus, she put on an aggrieved face and said, “Wynn, are you still mad at me? Then, I don’t want

Martha behaved like that, Wynn felt

She could only comply.

drink