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.

one of the higher-class restaurants. Since Wynn’s uncle could afford to treat them

the car at the front door and handed

saw that Charles, Martha, and their uncle Mont Renner were already there. Mont’s entire family and a few other relatives they did

Uncle Mont, Aunt

relatives one

and greeted each of them

looked at him with derision, not

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

they

was already past forty, she was quite stylishly dressed. She gave Philip a sideways look and said

looked down on

a word. Inwardly, she was already counting all of

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

same time, Martha was also quite annoyed

he walked into the room. In a way, that was an

at Fern in confusion

that the Renners were

lips curved

was

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 else to attend to

around, the mild smile on his face turned

at his own wedding, how much she flaunted her

he did not want any trouble, so he was as

were different now. He did not need to