The First Heir

“Oh, a delivery boy? But that makes no sense, didn’t he say his wife is a chairwoman or something?” said someone in surprise.

“A chairwoman? What does it matter if she’s the chairwoman of some two-bit company?”

Fern rudely called Philip out. “Stop stuffing your face like that, Philip. Can’t you hear that your elders are talking to you?”

She was proud and arrogant!

Mont saw what she was doing and wanted to stop her, but eventually he just shook his head helplessly.

He had already done enough to protect these poor relatives of his.

To be honest, he also wanted to use this chance to wake Philip up. He wanted to show Philip just how far behind he had fallen so far the latter might buck up and go to work like a proper adult.

It was so embarrassing for a man to live off his wife like that.

Martha also glared at Philip, who was still preoccupied with his food. She yelled, “Philip, your aunt is talking to you! Say something!”

Philip was embarrassing enough at home, but why did he have to embarrass her when they were outdoors as well?

At the same time, Wynn secretly tugged at Philip’s hand, signalling at him to be patient.

They were all family, so he would just have to tolerate this for a bit.

Finally, Philip put his chopsticks down and smiled sheepishly. “Thank you for your concern, Aunt Fern. I’ll do my best.”

“Haha, don’t be mad at me for being a little strict with you, okay? Considering your background, if you don’t put more effort into getting a decent job, what will become of your future?”

a small company. How much can she earn every year? If a man doesn’t work harder, all he’ll get is an eventual divorce. If Wynn divorced you and you have nothing to show

yes. You’re absolutely right, Aunt Fern.

his time on this woman’s nonsense, and he

Fern, Uncle Mont. I toast to your

up, held up his wine glass,

my husband, and even if he doesn’t make anything of himself, I’m

all this time, but now she stood up and declared her thoughts

sniggered and said, “Sure. I won’t say anything if

saying below her breath, “What are you doing? Sit

the drama like mere spectators, their contempt showing on

going to amount to anything in life at this

insulted him so

What a worthless wretch!

and he could read their expressions to some extent. The Renners were still his relatives and elders, so it was one thing for

his phone and then leaped to his feet excitedly. “He’s here! Come on, follow me and let’s go

All of them stood up and headed out of the room, going

group, while Philip stood on the edges, chatting happily with

“Are you alright?”

was quite fed-up with all these people humiliating her

“It’s fine, I’m used to it. I can deal with anything as long as

their little interaction, and her impression of Philip naturally

has is a sweet tongue. No wonder

lot into the fray too, her words dripping with

look at Cindi. She wore jeans over her slender straight legs and a pink coat over her ample bosom.

men should not fault women like

and carrying a briefcase walked through the doors of Snowsea Ambrosia. He