The First Heir

Philip supposed he understood Frank’s incessant desire to act pretentious.

Frank seemed to feel the most comfortable basked in the envious gazes of Wynn and Martha.

Indeed, men with specific advantages were more prone to receiving better resources.

With how things were going, perhaps all he needed was a little extra effort and a young woman like Wynn would easily become his.

Stop, stop, stop!

Taking in his expression, Philip realized that Frank was a man of high maintenance.

“You have to tell Aunt Martha if you ever manage to contact this Young Master Clarke, okay Frank? Aunt Martha here wants to treat this Young Master Clarke to a meal and maybe get to know him a little bit.”

Martha gazed at Frank with nothing but anticipation.

“Of course, Aunt Martha. That won’t be too difficult considering how Young Master Clarke and I are rather close.”

Frank added shamelessly as if it was the truth. Lifting his wrist to check the time, he told Wynn, “Oh, and Wynn. There’ll be a dinner event tonight with a few other chairmen of pharmaceutical enterprises. Will you care to join us? We might invite Young Master Clarke as well.”

Hearing him, Wynn turned to look at Philip. Seeing as the latter made no sign to stop her, she agreed. “Sure. Perhaps my cousin-in-law will be so kind as to introduce me, then?”

Wynn was reluctant to attend. After all, the event was at night, and she was pregnant with a child. It was only natural she would want to avoid any form of socializing if she could.

However, this was the young master of Clark Group they were talking about as well as numerous chairmen from different pharmaceutical enterprises who would be there for the sake of settling partnership. It would not bode well for Wynn to avoid such an important event.

That was why she wanted to hear Philip’s view on the matter.

present seemed to have caught

did not believe such trash should have the

feel the need to

head of the family,

and so her tone dripped with unadulterated mocking as she

trash like him will be able to hold back a

could Martha just let the

line she despised hearing the

being the head of

‘Die, damned b*stard!’

“Pour us tea, Philip!”

Martha barked at Philip.

and watched the

possibly order Philip

shifted, but she did not comment on it. Not when she knew her

as well. Not wanting to have a conflict with Martha today, he followed through and poured everybody

want to disgrace Wynn in front of Paula’s

his wife, he would take it

mood elevated at Philip’s

would feel had

floor’s dirty. Go mop up

to demand more and ordered Philip around the

went to retrieve the mop and cleaned up the

Paula proceeded to purposefully knock over a cup of water and littered the floor with sunflower seed shells as she laughed tauntingly. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Philip. I might have accidentally dirtied the spot you just cleaned up. Can I bother you to mop it

‘That was unnecessary!’