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!”

to the window and made it as if she was about to

in a hurry and asked dubiously, “Mom, what

her, she followed her cue, sat back on the sofa, and began to cry bitterly as

to stay in the villa for a few days. Why did he treat us this way and even

words full of lies to portray herself

frowned as

were a family after all. Philip’s actions did not seem

okay?” Wynn comforted her mother. She did not

just

Wynn picked up the phone and dialed Philip’s number, but no one answered it even after it rang for a

Why don’t I try again

her bag and huffed. “Okay, you must take my side in this

that, Martha turned around

still mumbling to herself, feeling upset. She had just taken a few steps when she

are you? Are you

of the fact that she was

Philip’s

out from behind the two brawny men as he motioned for them to

shock when she heard

still remembered being beaten up by Philip’s

had appeared. How many relatives

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

face in fright

to her and said with a smile, “Aunty, you’ve misunderstood. I want to apologize to you for what

not much in here, just one million.