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.

restaurants. Since Wynn’s uncle could afford to treat them to dinner here, it meant that he was not

stopped the car at the front door and handed the keys to the valet

Martha, and their uncle Mont Renner were already there. Mont’s entire family and a few other relatives they did not

Mont, Aunt

relatives

nodded and greeted each

at him with derision, not really acknowledging him at

at him, acting as though

did they have to invite

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

was pretty blatantly looked down on

just watched them coldly without a word. Inwardly, she was already counting all of Philip’s

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

the same time, Martha was also quite annoyed by

the very moment he walked into the room. In

the table who did not know Philip were all looking at Fern in confusion too. They then turned to look at the man who had just taken

room. It seemed that the Renners were not

lips curved into distant

was slightly

touch. However, he wasted no time looking at Cindi’s mother and smiling sheepishly. “In

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

at his own wedding, how much

did not want any trouble, so he was as polite as could be to

were different now. He did not need to