The First Heir

Philip’s heart thumped when he heard the first half of the sentence.

“It was a threatened abortion. They’re both fine at the moment, but your wife is too weak and needs to be hospitalized for observation.”

The doctor said mildly, “The subsequent conditioning and antenatal treatment are very important. If something goes wrong, it’s easy to have a miscarriage. You’d better be prepared mentally.”

The doctor left as soon as he finished speaking.

Philip nodded vigorously in gratitude, then watched Wynn get pushed out of the operating room to be transported directly to the intensive care unit.

Theo had arranged for it personally.

In the ward, Martha sat on Wynn’s bedside in a considerate manner, holding Wynn’s delicate hand tightly. She said, “Wynnie, I’m here. Don’t be scared. The baby’s okay.”

Wynn’s eyes were red as she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Philip standing at the door and said weakly, “Phil, why don’t you come in?”

As soon as Philip wanted to enter, Martha jumped up in agitation. She went up to him and slapped him, cursing, “You still dare to come in? If not for you, Wynnie wouldn’t be suffering this much! Get lost! Go to hell!”

Martha had a headache when she saw Philip, and there was nowhere to vent her frustrations.

Philip also tolerated it without any retaliation.

Wynn felt distressed and tried to get up as she said, “Mom, that’s enough. Stop the fuss. Don’t blame Philip for this. He also has his own matters to deal with.”

However, Martha refused to listen. She pointed at Philip’s nose and cursed, “What business does a bum like him have? He only has a bit of money now, but his family still controls the property rights, so he’s still nothing but a wastrel! He’s a scoundrel who can’t even protect his wife and children. What kind of man is he?”

Martha’s words were terrible but not considered excessive.

Philip looked at Wynn on the hospital bed and forced out a smile. “Wynnie, have a good rest. I’ll go handle some things.”

and left after those

from behind, “Phil,

already walked out of the ward. Outside the door, Theo and dozens of his subordinates stood respectfully in two rows,

said. He

people tonight

He got in the car and went straight to

same time in the Beacon conference hall of Shangri-La Hotel, dozens of invited

you holding us here? We want to go

Theo Zander dares to keep me here? Are

aren’t you going

tried to accuse and shove the dozens of black-suited

these people remained

was Houston, who looked aggrieved as he cursed viciously, “Dad, what the hell was going on? Theo Zander actually called

as he made plans in his

a bit out of

Clarke was not

must be a catch with

He won’t be able to do much,” Blake said lightly, his words acting as a calming

nothing will happen, right? I’m the one who pushed Wynn just

Shirley

all over the room made her

snorted and said coldly, “Don’t worry, I’m not concerned about that useless Philip at all! Even Theo is

crowd was still creating a din, a

the lead was Philip with

question he asked when he walked in was, “Who touched my

trembled at his

also shook everyone’s