The First Heir

Paula’s tone was laced heavily with the intent to make fun.

It was one that caused Martha to flush in anxiety as the words cut like knives.

Wynn could tell as well that her Aunt Paula was making things difficult for Philip. However, she was in no position to say anything as Aunt Paula was her elder.

“Oh? So this is Wynn’s husband. He looks fine to me, though. Yup, all limbs intact.”

Frank had not made any motion to stand at all. Instead, he sat on the sofa and sipped peacefully on his tea as he crudely commented.

“Haha. Honey, you’re so funny. Didn’t you say he’s a simplistic man?”

Comprehending the implications of his words, Samantha hid a smile behind her hand.

Philip was confused. ‘What the heck?’ All he did was go out for a smoke, how did he end up being the center of everyone’s jokes when he returned?

‘Frank McDonald and Samantha Benson?

‘You are nothing to me!’

Philip’s expression darkened.

you doing just standing there? Come

Martha barked out.

much Philip could do but walk. Smiling, he reached out his hand and said, “Oh, my brother-in-law!

frowning and speaking in

belittling, considering he did not

of condescendence right in Philip’s face. Frank was completely looking down on Philip by ignoring his

Embarrassing, a disgrace.

standing in front of him a once-over. While he found the man looking the part, he had dark eyebags that

‘Haha.

good, after

was pissed. Who was Frank McDonald to eye his

covering her smooth and slim thighs with a blanket.

did

on the other hand, was irked. Frank’s condescending behavior must have been taught by Paula that

Trash would always be trash, never to be respected by

silence, Martha asked out of the blue, “Sister, I thought Frank was working in real estate along with your

all. He is more outstanding than a delivery boy. He had only started a few months ago, and

shone with one of pride and arrogance, fully showcasing her

hinted at

that Philip caught on

the moment Paula