The First Heir

Martha glossed over the dishes on the menu only to find that the shark fin cost six thousand 6,000 yuan!

The Australian lobster cost 2,000 per entree!

Flipping to the page of the Lafite ‘82… 10,000?!

“This… Joel, this is too expensive.” Martha began to fret.

Smiling, Joel snapped his fingers to call upon a waiter and instructed, “This here is my Aunt Martha. Serve us all your recommendations and a bottle of Lafite, please. Oh, and start up a new VIP membership account as well.”

Hearing him, Martha was beyond elated. Joel was better than that good-for-nothing Philip Clarke in every way.

Not too long later, all the dishes were served. The waiter approached to courteously hand Joel the new VIP card.

“Aunt Martha, this here is actually my classmate’s restaurant. With this membership card, everything is 40% off.”

After handing the card to Martha, Joel added, “But of course, everything will be on my tab.”

Martha’s eyes shone with mirth and satisfaction as she accepted the VIP card. “Thank you so much. What a promising young fellow you are, Joel. God knows how blessed a life Wynnie would be having if she married you.”

Speaking of that, Joel smiled. “So, Aunt Martha, when is Wynnie divorcing Philip?”

Martha’s eyes turned into crescent moons at how interested Joel was in her daughter. She had her eyes set on this golden goose, and she was not going to let it go.

“Calm down, Joel. Why do you think your Aunt Martha came to find you today?”

of Martha’s lips turned

Martha pointed at her own

realized long ago the bruises on Martha’s face. ‘Did she

Aunt Martha, who beat you up?”

answered, “Who else can it be? Philip Clarke, that worthless piece of trash! He even got someone to do it for

“What?”

How can Philip call someone to beat you up? Has he no

trash is getting worse, even going as far as to beat me up. Wynnie doesn’t know about it, but even if she does, what can she possibly do? She’s part of his family now. Your Aunt Martha here almost has no say in the family, so you have to help me, Joel. Philip, that piece of scum, has no right to be my son-in-law

snot

began to console her. “Don’t worry, Aunt Martha. How dare that useless piece of trash do such a thing. I promise I’ll make

few people from the upper classes right? Can’t you find

pitifully at Joel. She could not

to find someone to teach Philip a lesson today or she would never forgive

after the incident in Virtuous Court, he could not help but

of the fact that Philip is

that easy, Aunt Martha. Perhaps

Joel prodded gently.

scoffed. “What true identity can this good-for-nothing

just a

Joel retold the incident

say the least, when she heard the tale. Her face paled as she muttered, “You can’t scare me like this, Joel. You’re telling me Philip is

to believe so as

“No way. That’s impossible!”