The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 108

Wynn was at the hospital, asking everyone she could find if they knew any famous doctors or could lend her any money. It was all to no avail, though.

Her classmates left her in the wind at times like these. Even her close friends were nowhere to be seen. After all, they were scared. They knew that she had a useless husband. Who would lend money to a household like that?

They would never see the money back again. While Wynn was feeling sorry for herself, her phone rang with a notification. It was from her cousin, Lynn.

you know what your husband does for a living?" Wynn frowned her pretty brows slightly. She did not really understand what Lynn meant, so she clicked on the video. The video was crystal clear. It was obviously Philip! Fancy Jaguars! Several dozen bodyguards

man in the white suit treated Philip very respectfully. The more she watched, the more surprised and shocked Wynn felt! Was that really her husband, Philip Clarke? That useless wimp who took all that shade without ever saying a word in return? Who were these people, and why did they treat Philip like a

a call, saying hurriedly, "Where did you

Did he offend someone? Wait right there, I'll be there in a second!" Wynn was in a complete panic now. She thought that Philip was in trouble and had been kidnapped. How else was she supposed to explain this video? She did not dare to entertain any other possibilities, because they felt impossible to her. "I don't know either. He seems… He seems to have changed," Lynn said with a stutter. She did not really understand either. He had always been a spineless coward who never said a word out of place. Why was he suddenly so respected by so many? By a mob boss like Theo Zander, too. It was just inexplicable. Wynn was beside herself with worry, and she pestered Lynn to tell her what happened. Of course, Lynn hid a lot of details. After all, she owed

found out about that, things would definitely turn ugly for

now, her brow tightly furrowed and her nerves etched into

how she worried about Philip she was. The call went through! "Wynn? What's the matter? Why did you call me five or six times?" On the other end, she heard Philip's somewhat lazy drawl. Wynn felt her heart settle back into her chest when she heard that familiar voice. She heaved a sigh of relief