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.

asked the owner about it, they found

profusely and did

would die

“Tell me!”

become cold, and his tone of voice was now icy as well. He

“One for abortion!”

his head even more and began apologizing repeatedly, “Young Master, it’s all

with rage as his pupils constricted. Then, he clenched his fists

Philip took out his

no one answered the

and

lost, so he called Mindy

saw her tale a call. She told me

Slam!

into the car. Afterward, he asked Geroge

not

the hook the night before, and she was still trying to

completely crossed

was digging her own grave by touching

saying earnestly, “Wynnie, I was wrong, alright? I’ll find a chance to apologize to Philip tomorrow,

on the sofa and watched as her mother

dark medicine on the coffee table was

can I not drink it? It stinks,” said

since she was young, Wynn had never liked taking medicine. This was especially true when it came to

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

Martha behaved like that, Wynn felt bad

She could only comply.

I’ll drink