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

back due to excitement and thrill, or

was quick to react and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Martha. He asked with concern, “What‘s wrong with

arm and shouted, “Charles, did I do something wrong? Am I dreaming? Philip is not a loser. He’s really a young master. He… I used to treat him like that. What should I do now?” Martha was

so harsh on Philip, beating and scolding him. Now that Philip’s identity and strength were

retaliate

Everything was over now!

of them right now was just the tip

Wynn, who was lying on the hospital bed, shed tears of excitement and surprise under the accompaniment of

her husband? Was this his

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

to easily resolve any predicament she