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?”

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 divorce. If Wynn divorced you and you have nothing

right, Aunt Fern.

want to waste his time on this woman’s nonsense, and he had no

Uncle Mont. I toast to your health

stood up, held up his wine glass, and

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

had been holding back all this time, but now she stood

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

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

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

amount to

even dare to fight back after someone else insulted him so badly. In the end, his wife had to stand

What a worthless wretch!

still his relatives and elders, so it was one thing

looked at his phone and then leaped to his feet excitedly. “He’s here! Come on,

of them stood up and headed

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

“Are you alright?”

worriedly. After all, she was quite fed-up with

and caressed Wynn’s smooth little face. “It’s fine, I’m used to it. I can deal with anything as

and her

sweet tongue. No wonder he’s been poor all

threw her lot into the fray too,

at Cindi. She wore jeans over her slender straight legs and a

men should not fault women

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