The First Heir

Martha had difficulty breathing. She suddenly felt that all her small movements had not escaped Philip’s eyes.

That humiliation and that sort of urge that made her want to kill herself made her feel very uncomfortable.

Charles was not a fool either. He picked up the packets and asked, “What is this? What has been swapped?”

“Poison!” Philip gritted his teeth and shouted coldly as a murderous chill flashed in his eyes!

P-poison!

Instantly, the temperature in the ward dropped to a freezing point!

Charles stared at Martha, full of uncontrollable anger!

Bang!

Charles also had a bad temper. At home, he just endured it most of the time, but today, he was livid. He went up to Martha and immediately slapped her on the face, following with a violent kick!

“Martha Yates, are you still a human?! You actually… You did such an inhumane thing! She’s your daughter and he’s your son-in-law! You… You!”

Charles trembled all over and slumped on the sofa, holding his forehead as a massive headache started.

Wynn also could not believe that her mother would do this. With tears in her eyes, she stared at Martha who was sitting on the ground and shaking all over. She asked, “Mom, I’m your daughter. Why’d you do such a thing?”

Martha knew the matter was exposed but refused to admit it, shouting, “Bullsh*t! I didn’t! Philip Clarke, you’re trying to frame me!”

She must not admit it! If she did, she would be finished!

Her family would be destroyed!

to continue to mess around. He directly called someone

black suits

picked up a packet of medicine from the ground, squeezed Martha’s chin, and said, “Since you refuse to admit it, eat

the entire packet of medicine into

scared out of her wits. She

on the bedside, filled Martha’s mouth with water, then covered her

Martha gulped everything down.

Thump!

her knees, coughing desperately and trying

not

mercy, “Philip, I’m wrong, I’m

this scene in silence and made no attempts to stop

Martha had admitted it.

looked indifferently at Martha who was kneeling in front of him and said coldly, “No, I don’t have it. If you do gastric

stumbled out of the ward, and shouted,

tried to speak up several times. Finally, he bowed and apologized.

not

looked at Philip, and asked, “Did you really give my mother

“Of course not. It’s just flour. I just want her to learn her lesson and be a better person

had not left yet. When he heard this, he was relieved. After a

in the hospital was naturally made known

“It failed?”

She stood in the hall, chills exuding

head, eyes flashing cruelly as she said, “Madam, let

Smack!

around and slapped her, scolding, “Do you really

Vivian dared not reply.