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.

about it, they found out that among the

and did

die because of

“Tell me!”

now icy as well. He was like

“One for abortion!”

head even more and began apologizing

anything to him. Instead, Philip let his entire body become enveloped with rage as his pupils constricted. Then, he clenched his fists and growled lowly as a piercing gaze shot out

Philip took out his phone

one answered the

frantic and

was lost, so he called Mindy and asked,

a call. She told

Slam!

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

not let

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

had completely crossed

her own grave

time, Martha was inside the old Johnston Manor, asking Wynn to sit down. She could be heard saying earnestly, “Wynnie, I was wrong, alright? I’ll find a chance

the sofa and watched as her mother fawned over her. She felt

medicine on the

not drink it?

taking medicine. This was especially true when

“Wynn, are you still mad at me? Then, I don’t want to live anymore. I brewed this medicine for you out of good intentions, and you don’t even want it. Why should I continue

like that, Wynn felt bad

She could only comply.

I’ll drink