The First Heir

The manager took one look at them before he went to deal with it. It was done in just a moment.

Martha’s name was no longer on the certificate. In other words, from now on, First Palace had nothing to do with Martha Yates!

Martha was completely dumbfounded.

Everything was gone.

It was retribution.

“You son of a b*tch! You actually did this to me! I’m your mother-in-law. Are you trying to drive me to my death?! No way, you must add in my name again. This is my villa! My daughter bought it. This kept man deceived my daughter!”

Martha went berserk and kicked up a big fuss in the sales department.

She sat on the ground as she wailed and sobbed, unconcerned about her image at all.

Philip just stared at Martha coldly and said, “Have you forgotten what Wynn said? I bought this villa myself!”

With that said, Philip left the office.

Martha continued her rant for a while longer before she ran back in disarray.

It was already done, so she could only try to restore it.

How should she do that?

She ran to the hospital and looked for Wynn. Martha wailed as soon as she entered the door, saying, “Wynnie, Philip bullied me. He bullied me so badly. I don’t want to live anymore. Just let me die!”

window and made it

distraught. She grabbed Martha in a hurry and asked dubiously, “Mom, what happened? Let’s talk

followed her cue, sat back on the sofa,

stay in the villa for a few days. Why did

full of lies to portray herself as

frowned as

after all.

that’s enough. I’ll call Philip and talk to him, okay?” Wynn comforted her mother. She did not think that her

just so

to the bedside, Wynn picked up the phone and dialed Philip’s number, but no one answered

must be busy. Why don’t

you must take my side in this

that, Martha turned around

the hospital, Martha was still mumbling to herself, feeling upset. She had just taken a few steps when she was blocked by two burly

the hell are

still angry, and taking advantage of the fact that she was a middle-aged

Levi Clarke. I’m Philip’s cousin. It’s a pleasure to meet

walked out from behind the two brawny men as

backed away in shock when she heard

beaten up by Philip’s cousin the

of his had appeared. How many relatives did

do you want? Don’t hit me. I don’t know

her face in fright and

smile, “Aunty, you’ve misunderstood. I want to apologize to you for what my brother did

in here, just one million. Treat this as compensation for that incident. I hope