The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 14

Philip pondered before saying, “I won’t meet him for now. Let’s talk about it in the future.” Anna replied, “Understood, Mr. Clarke.” After the call ended, Philip sat in the corridor and slept the night away. The next day, early in the morning, Wynn said to him coldly, “I’m taking Mila home in the afternoon, will you be coming with me?” Philip nodded and gave her a bitter smile. “I’ll go and apologize to Father.” Wynn’s heart skipped a beat when she heard him, but her expression remained indifferent, only nodding without saying anything. In the afternoon, Philip and Wynn brought Mila to the Johnston family home. The atmosphere in the house was cold as soon as they entered. “Dad, I’m home.” Wynn feigned composure. No one came out to greet them. Charles was sitting on the sofa wearing reading glasses as he read the paper while Martha was busy in the kitchen. Philip put Mila down, and the little girl immediately hid behind her father’s leg, hugging Philip’s leg tightly. She looked up with her big innocent eyes and mumbled in a small voice, “Daddy, do Grandpa and Grandma dislike me?” Philip squatted down and lovingly caressed Mila’s tiny head. He shook his head and smiled gently at her. “That’s not true. Hurry on inside and greet Grandpa and Grandma.” Little Mila’s big eyes were shining like obsidian gems. She carefully albeit fearfully glanced at Charles, who was reading his paper before moving her tiny feet to run to him, calling out in a crisp voice,

“Grandpa, Mila is here.” Charles then put down his paper, stood up, walked away from his sofa, and entered the study without giving her so much as a glance. Bam! The door of the study closed shut. That sound crushed down heavily on both Philip and Wynn’s heart. Wynn looked at Mila, who was pursing her lips, about to cry and quickly ran over to carry her daughter up.

She brought her into her bedroom. Philip frowned slightly, feeling irked.

His father-in-law was too cold to his daughter! But he still went into the kitchen to help, although he ended up being scorned by his mother-in-law.

do today, and he did not want to give Wynn any trouble, so he chose to compromise. “Oh dear me,

gift bags from Aiden. “Why did you have to bring gifts with you, you’re too kind.” “It’s my first time visiting, so it’s the least I can do. My parents send their regards as well,” said

room, she felt annoyed and barked at him,

take a look at Aiden. The man had brought gifts while he came empty-handed and had even brought over extra

proudly. His eyes conveyed the message, ‘Hey trash, your mother-in-law is treating an outsider like me better than she treats you.’ Philip did not make a fuss. He got up to prepare the tea. By then, Charles

scanned the house, squinting. Charles yelled, “Wynnie, we have

coax her daughter to sleep. When she saw Aiden sitting in the living room, she was mildly stunned. “Why are you here?” Wynn’s tone was cold. “Why can’t he be here? Should we be letting you bring home trash instead?” Martha came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruits as she glared viciously at Philip, who was standing in a corner, smoking. She looked evidently crossed. “We don’t allow smoking in the house. If you

“Aiden, I just bought these fruits this morning, they’re really sweet.” Martha pushed the fruit platter to Aiden like she was trying to flatter him. “Thank you, Aunt Martha,” answered

so why do you have to be such a snob? “Oh, yes, Uncle Johnston, the decoration work has started for your gallery. The invitations have been sent out

looked delighted as he imagined how grand it would be when his gallery opened. His old friends have already started to spread the word for him. A lot of aristocrats in Riverdale City have now heard that the ex-section chief of land development planning had gotten an authentic painting by Tang Bohu! And this had caused a great uproar within the city. For suspense’s sake, they had refrained from saying which painting it was so that they could shock the guests at the coming event. “You’re welcome, Uncle Johnston. It’s what I should be doing.” Aiden humbly added, “As for your request to meet with Mr. Clarke, I’ve already told the

f*ck! How shameless! Philip cussed internally. Since when did he say he would meet them? This was blatantly a lie to win favors,

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