The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Philip got into the Audi and continued discussing Mila’s condition with Henry. Henry had already researched Mila’s condition for half a month now, and the success rate he could come up with was 80%! That meant a very high chance of complete recovery! They went to the hospital to take a look at Wynn. She was now safe but still unconscious due to the shock. Just after Philip left the hospital entrance with Henry, Keagan, and Theo in tow, he received a call from his father-in-law. Charles was furious as he bellowed,

“Philip! Where did you run off to? Where’s the painting I told you to deliver?” Slap! Philip smacked his forehead then remembered that he had left the house this morning to deliver a painting to Civil Gallery. How could he have forgotten it? Without another thought, Philip quickly said, “Send me to Southville Street.” Theo immediately went up to open the door of his Benz, inviting Philip in. Henry and Keagan, too, wanted to invite Philip into their own cars, but they were not as quick as Theo. “Let’s follow them,”

Martha was at home. Philip had the car stopped somewhere else then he jogged over to the old house and knocked. “Mom, I’m here for the painting.” Martha opened the door with a sulky expression and scolded, “Where the hell did you run off to? Were you trying to get me to deliver the painting myself instead? I don’t even know what you’re doing with your life. You only know how to slack around.” As Philip listened to Martha’s abusive words, he only smiled sheepishly and continued to apologize. He picked up the gift box that was readily placed on the coffee table then rushed out the door. Behind him, his mother-in-law continued to admonish, “Why did my daughter even marry such a wretched piece of trash! She must have been cursed by terrible luck!” Martha’s voice could be heard around the end of the street. The mouths of Theo, Henry, and Keagan, who had been standing beside their cars, twitched. This mother-in-law was too much. But, why was Mr. Clarke tolerating her when he was so powerful in reality? “To Civil Gallery. You guys

awkward by his son-in-law. How could he not be furious? Aiden was standing beside Charles, unable to conceal the smirk on his face as he said, “Uncle Johnston, I think Philip is blatantly disrespecting you. This is such an important exhibition, but he is late. Isn’t he just trying to embarrass you?” This brat was really terrible! He was trying to make the situation worse even at a time like this. “Hmph!” Charles snorted. “I don’t have a son-in-law like him!” The people inside the gallery were mostly art collectors

of your invitation, but what do you have to show us? Where’s the painting?” “You’re insincere with us. Or maybe you don’t really have the Companionship at the Spring Mountains and are just trying to bluff us.” “The other stuff here isn’t much, and we’re just waiting for this painting. Tell us how much longer we must wait.” As everyone got restless, Charles

always been at each other’s throats.