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

suits instantly

a packet of medicine from the ground, squeezed Martha’s chin, and said,

entire packet

was scared out of her wits. She struggled

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

Martha gulped everything down.

Thump!

coughing desperately and trying to make herself throw

could not vomit at

and held Philip’s leg while begging for mercy, “Philip, I’m wrong, I’m

watched this scene in silence and

Martha had admitted it.

of him and said coldly, “No, I don’t have it. If

out of the ward, and shouted, “Doctor!

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

not

red. She wiped her tears, looked at Philip, and asked, “Did you really give my mother

already calmed down. He shook his head and said, “Of course not. It’s just flour. I just

yet. When he heard this, he was

happened in the hospital was

“It failed?”

furious. She stood in the hall,

beside her. She lowered her head, eyes flashing cruelly

Smack!

and slapped her, scolding, “Do you really think Philip’s an

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