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.

looked at Philip and then at

her company, you

echoed, her tone far from

cleared, and she instantly regained some of her usual

was right, Wynn was a chairwoman now, and she even knew Master Clarke from the Capital City Clarke Group. Her company even received an investment of a

the position of chairwoman. It’s nothing much to shout about, even

could easily tell that Martha was

brows and muttered

around her and said no

nephew, Wynn Johnston,

immediately plummeted to rock-bottom, and the temperature

she’s been in a bad mood lately, so don’t mind her. I

their seats

gazes from around the table landed on Philip

proudly announce that they were tied to their wives’ apron strings,

often, so we

a smile, “I also invited one of the higher-ups here

returned his smile, and soon they launched into the usual

daughter sure is pretty,

looked at Cindi and asked her father with

was thinking of arranging a marriage between his son and Mont’s daughter. After all, the Renners were relatively wealthy, having carved

organizing this dinner for a director

since made clear his plans to invest in

work at Lambda Property instead. She’s doing decently for herself, now she’s the manager of a

daughter had made him quite proud even though she

working at Lambda? Oh my, that’s impressive! Lambda is one of the

in

“You’re flattering me, Aunt Sunny. I’m just there to