The First Heir

Martha glared at the brawny man. As Philip reached out for the phone, the frightened Martha mustered the strength from nowhere. She got up and rushed over to grab the phone.

However, Philip just kicked her and knocked her to the ground once again.

Then, in the entire yard, the recording of Martha’s initial contact with the man sounded. Each one of her words was chilling to the bone.

Philip was already shaking with anger while holding the phone in his hand. With red eyes, he stared at Martha who was already at a loss on the ground. He said angrily, “I’ve already warned you a long time ago that if you dare to lay a finger on Wynn and Mila, I’ll never let you off! Today, you’ve completely crossed my bottom line!”

When Martha heard this, she knew Philip was really angry.

She knelt and climbed over to Philip in fear, hugging his leg while begging for mercy. “Philip, I was wrong. I’m your mother-in-law, after all. I was really wrong. I won’t dare to do it anymore. Please let me go. I’ll move out of the villa right away, okay?”

Philip stared at Martha from above and shook his head as he said coldly, “This is no longer a question of right or wrong. You even made use of your daughter. Are you still a mother, a human?”

“I… I’m not a human. I’m wrong. I’m not a human!”

With that, Martha started slapping herself.

The sound of her slaps was heard.

yard, dozens of bodyguards in black suits stood on the side,

and said softly, “Theo, break her arms and throw her in front

Mr. Clarke,” Theo replied

when she

Break… Break her arms?!

sh*t, that was

break my arms. I admit I was wrong. I

he could

was to no

made

could not kill Martha, then he would break

Philip’s greatest

know what to do in the future,” Philip turned around and said

out of

black suits directly surrounded Martha despite her screams

sound of cracking bones was

Martha echoed throughout the yard as well as her spiteful curses. “Philip Clarke, you son of a b*tch! I’ll

outside in the yard, leaning against the car while smoking a

walked out, nodded to Philip, and said,

bodyguards in black suits carried a blood-splattered Martha with drooping arms