The First Heir

Philip glanced sideways at the anxious Martha and asked with a sneer, “Didn’t you refuse to go back with us? Why do you want to go with us now?”

Martha felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She looked at those customized Rolls-Royces and RV with uncontrollable envy and excitement. These were all luxury cars. Would it not be awesome if she could sit in one?

“Oh, my dear son-in-law, I’m just old and muddled. I was blind and ignorant when I treated you badly in the past. Just forgive me this time. Wynn is very weak now and needs her mother to stay with her.”

Martha said boldly as she forced an ugly smile.

Philip frowned and snorted. He took a step forward and scared Martha into taking two steps back.

“With my strength, do you think I still need you to take care of Wynnie?” Philip asked coldly.

Martha’s eyes flickered at his words. She did not know what to say.

“Philip, I’m just…” Martha was just about to speak when Philip interrupted her coldly.

I entered your Johnston household, you’ve never treated me well. In your eyes, I’m just a useless kept

my dear son-in-law, I was just blinded in the past and didn’t realize what an outstanding man you are. It’s all my fault. Can you forgive me on Wynrr’s account? I promise to behave well in the future, listen to you, and see you as

smiled kindly. It was as if everything she had done to Philip could

at the sky. Then, he stared at Martha coldly and asked, “Back then, when I was doing the laundry, cooking, and mopping the floor in the Johnston family, why didn’tyou

in the corner during Charles’ birthday and you scolded

then, when the Yates family humiliated me during Old Master Yates’ birthday banquet, why didn’t you see me

rocked

almost roared from his heart. Every sentence made Martha take a step back. Her face flushed as she slowly lowered her head, not dating to look directly

your identity at that time? If you had told me earlier that your family is so rich with so many

won’t happen again. I’ll treat you and Wynnie well in the

a deep breath and sneered, “Martha, you’re really a forgetful person. Do you want me to remind you what you once did to

was scared and creeped out by that roar. She felt very guilty. On the other side, Charles stood next to the RV. He did not step forward as a