The First Heir

Instantly, the men in black suits standing in this area, as well as the black suited bodyguards next to the black Mercedes vehicles along the street, bent over and shouted in unison, “We welcome Young Master and Young Madam home!”

Like the surging waves of the ocean, this shout resounded within this ten mile radius. Astonishing!

Martha could not stand still any longer. Her knees went weak as she stared at the old man in front of her with wide eyes, screaming in shock, “A-Aren’t you the richest man, George Thomas? Why are you here? Also, what did you call him just now? Young Master?”

All of a sudden, Martha’s brain spun rapidly. She instantly pieced together rrrany of the previous coincidences in her mind.

At that moment, she suddenly felt her IQ soar, and she also had a clear realization of many things that she did not understand before.

George turned his head, smiled slightly, and said to Martha, “Madam Yates, Philip Clarke is my young master. I’m just a servant by his side.”

Crack!

completely exploded in Martha’s

limp as her head tilted back due to excitement and thrill, or simply because

to react and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Martha. He asked with

trembling as she grabbed Charles’ arm and shouted, “Charles, did I do something wrong? Am I dreaming? Philip is not a loser. He’s

identity and strength were fully displayed in front of her, what should Martha do in the

Philip retaliate against

Everything was over now!

For the Clarke family, everything in front of them right now was just the tip of the iceberg. If they really arrived at Arcadia Island, Martha would probably keel over in a

shed tears

strength of her husband? Was this his

like George Thomas was merely a servant by her husband’s side. Yes, she should have thought

she able to easily resolve any