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?”

Philip an unsolicited lesson. “Even if Wynn is some chairwoman now, she’s only the leader of a small company. How much can she earn every year? If a man doesn’t work harder, all he’ll get is an eventual

You’re absolutely right, Aunt Fern. I’ll

time on this woman’s nonsense, and he had no patience

Uncle Mont. I toast to your health and your concern for

up his wine glass,

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

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

said, “Sure. I won’t say anything

saying below her breath, “What are you doing? Sit down! Why defend that

the table watched the drama like mere spectators, their contempt showing on

to amount to anything in life at this

even dare to fight back after someone else insulted him

What a worthless wretch!

no fool, and he could read their expressions to some extent. The Renners were still his relatives and elders, so it was one thing for them to tell him off. What right did these strangers have to look down

to his feet excitedly. “He’s here! Come on, follow me

host had spoken, the guests could not stay put, could they? All of them stood up and headed out of the room, going to the main hall

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

“Are you alright?”

all, she was quite fed-up with all

Wynn’s smooth little face. “It’s fine, I’m used to it. I can

her impression

has is a sweet tongue.

her lot into the fray

straight legs and a

men should not fault women like

a man in a black suit and carrying a briefcase walked through the doors of Snowsea Ambrosia. He looked gentlemanly and wore glasses, speaking formally as he said, “Sorry I’m late, Mr. Renner. There