The First Heir

Wynn paused and looked at Philip suspiciously. She was very confused.

Uncle Mont and his family had already insured them to such an extent, so why was Philip saying they would stay?

Martha was enraged too. She had already stood up and prepared to leave, but she froze when Philip said that.

Now she could not go or stay.

Well, that was awkward.

“What are you doing, Philip? Who told you to babble? Hurry up and apologize to your aunt and uncle?”

Martha was left with nothing better to do, so she took her temper out on Philip as usual.

The Renners were doing very well for themselves in Golden City. They were the richest and most powerful out of all their distant relatives.

As a result, they took every chance they could get to insult the Johnstons.

As the years passed, Martha grew gradually more intimidated by the Renners. These days, she was relatively tamer the moment she saw them.

Although Charles used to be a section head, that was still nothing compared to what Mont Renner had achieved.

There was no helping it. After all, the latter was based in Golden City, the heart of the Riverside region.

Besides, Mont had a great many connections.

“Why should I apologize, Mom? Don’t forget, Wynn is now the chairwoman of her company. Why should we bow to them?”

Philip said, rather crossly.

The moment he said that, the atmosphere in the room changed.

and then at Wynn, eyes narrowed

of her company, you

her tone far

cleared, and she

Her company even received an investment of a billion bucks from him. In other words, Wynn was every bit as established as Mont now, so why was Martha still giving way to

not much, not much. She only got promoted a short while ago, and only to the position of chairwoman. It’s nothing much to shout about, even if she did win

tell that Martha was

frowned her pretty brows and muttered to

looked around her

were saying that her nephew, Wynn Johnston, had made it

atmosphere around the table immediately plummeted to rock-bottom, and the temperature

Wynn and Philip a smile, saying, “Wynn, Philip, hurry up and sit. Ignore your aunt, she’s been in

their seats again,

contemptuous gazes from around the table landed

days could proudly announce that they were

We don’t get together that often, so

“I also invited one of

and soon they launched

sure is pretty, Renner. Where is

and asked

arranging a marriage between his son and Mont’s

Mont was organizing this dinner for a director of the Riverdale

since made clear his plans

refused to work with me and insisted on going to work at Lambda

him quite proud

that’s impressive! Lambda is

woman gasped in visible

polite smile, “You’re flattering me, Aunt Sunny. I’m just there to gain some