The First Heir

Martha took a moment to process that and then instantly blew up. “What do you mean by that, Philip? Your uncle is inviting you to dinner, but you can’t be bothered? Do you think I want to invite you? If you want to say hi, come over yourself!”

Martha then hung up in a huff.

That Philip was getting more unreasonable by the day.

Philip was a little taken aback too, but it seemed like he had no choice. He had to attend that night, after all.

He gave Wynn a call, telling her he was going to pick her up from work that night.

It just so happened that George had just bought him a car recently. It was nothing too fancy, just a BMW 5 Series. That would do for his purposes.

That night, Philip drove his brand-new BMW and waited for Wynn outside her office building.

When she saw the new car, Wynn froze for a long while too. She was both pleasantly surprised and confused. “Where did you get the money to buy this car?”

Philip leaned on the car door, wearing shades. He looked quite dashing like that.

He then bowed slightly and opened the car door, inviting Wynn to get into the car like a true gentleman.

Philip said, “I told you, right? I still have some change left over, so I bought this car for you. That way you won’t have to take the public transport to work every day.”

Wynn was quite touched, but she rolled her eyes anyway and said, “Don’t spend your money so recklessly after this, you hear me?”

Philip shrugged in reply.

of the higher-class restaurants. Since Wynn’s uncle could afford to treat them to dinner here, it meant that he

Wynn stopped the car at the front door and handed the

Charles, Martha, and their uncle Mont Renner were already there. Mont’s

Mont,

relatives

and greeted each of them as

Renners looked at him with derision,

the worst of them all. She watched Philip take his seat with eyes full of contempt. Just look at him, acting as though he had never had a meal at a restaurant before. He was shrinking away

did they have to invite

already past forty, she was quite stylishly dressed. She gave Philip a

looked

them coldly without a word. Inwardly, she was

had known this would happen, she would not have invited him. He was

the same time, Martha was

humiliated Philip the very moment he walked into the room. In a way, that was an insult to Martha

who did not know Philip were all looking at Fern in confusion too. They then turned to

room. It seemed that the Renners were not particularly fond of this

curved into distant smiles of

atmosphere was

cold to his touch. However, he wasted no time looking at Cindi’s mother and smiling sheepishly. “In that case, I guess I’ll leave. I have something

second he turned around, the

had taunted him at his own wedding,

not want any trouble,

were different now. He did not need to tolerate