The First Heir

When Philip returned to the hotel, it was already late at night.

The door of the hotel room was left wide open, seemingly waiting for Philip to return.

It was a suite. When Philip walked into the living room, he saw Martha sitting in a wheelchair. Her face was full of anger.

“You piece of sh*t! You’re getting bolder now, huh? How dare you hang up on me?! Who gave you the right?” Although Martha could not stand up or hit Philip, she still had a sharp tongue. She immediately started cursing.

Philip did not want to kick up a fuss with her either. He was most worried about Wynn right now.

“Mom, what’s wrong with Wynn?” Philip asked.

Martha said with a huff, “You still dare to ask? Just now, Wynn received a phone call and her face suddenly changed. She started crying not long after she went to her room. What the hell did you do to her, huh? You punk, don‘t think that just because you’re the boss of some small investment group that you can bully my daughter! She’s pregnant now!”

Philip’s face froze as he said indifferently, “I know my limits. Wynn is my wife. I don’t need you to point fingers at me.”

“Charles, just look at this good son-in-law of yours! He’s really getting worse! You even told me to get along with him. How can I do that? He and I are rivals. Only one of us can survive!” Martha snorted.

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Thump!