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

for she did not believe such

Why did she feel the need

the head of the

dripped with unadulterated mocking as

piece of trash like him will be able to hold back a sly

Martha just let the comment

the line she despised hearing

scum like Philip being the head of

‘Die, damned b*stard!’

“Pour us tea, Philip!”

Martha barked at Philip.

sat back and watched the scene unfold with

Martha possibly order Philip

not comment on it. Not when she knew her mother was merely doing so

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

to disgrace Wynn in

wife, he would take

elevated

not imagine the humiliation she would feel had he not

dirty. Go mop up

demand more and ordered

to retrieve the mop and cleaned up the floor that

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

‘That was unnecessary!’