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.

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

door and handed the keys to the valet before going

had booked, they saw that Charles, Martha, and their uncle Mont Renner were already there. Mont’s entire family

Uncle Mont, Aunt

relatives

greeted each

the Renners looked at him with

daughter, Cindi, was 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

why did they

looked very much like her. Although the older woman was already past forty, she was quite stylishly dressed. She gave Philip a sideways

blatantly looked down

a word. Inwardly, she was already counting all of Philip’s faults

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

time, Martha was also quite annoyed by Fern’s

room. In a way,

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

seemed that the Renners were

such, the strangers’ lips curved

atmosphere was

taken his seat, and the chair was still 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 else to attend to anyway, so please enjoy your meal, Uncle Mont, Aunt

to leave. The second he turned around, the mild smile on

forgotten how Fern had taunted him at his own wedding, how

his identity back then, and he did not want any trouble, so he was as polite

He did not need to tolerate their