The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 139

Wynn turned around, looked at Philip, and asked, “Did you do it?” Philip shook his head immediately and replied calmly, “How could it have been me? How am I capable of doing such a thing? You’re thinking too much.”

He had almost let the cat out of the bag! Fortunately, Aiden had taken it from the back door the other day. Wynn frowned. She did not think Philip was capable of doing such a thing as well. However, at this time, Martha overheard the absurd conversation that was going on between them. She raised her eyebrows, stared at Philip, and asked, “What? This matter has something to do with you?” Wynn knew if Martha found out about what happened at the hotel the other day, she would most definitely find fault with Philip. Perhaps she might even get them to go through a divorce once again. “Mom, don’t be angry at Philip. This matter has nothing to do with him, “Wynn said. “It’s best if he has nothing to do with it. Otherwise, I’ll be the first to chase him out of the house!” Martha glared at Philip vehemently before turning to Charles with a forlorn look. She said, “Charlie, help and see if you can ask around. What did Aiden do wrong? Is it serious?”

tomorrow.” “Why tomorrow? Do it now,” Martha ordered. Both Philip and Wynn felt uneasy at this. Martha had never been as concerned about Philip compared to Aiden before. After being seated for a while, Philip and Wynn left. They simply could not stay any longer. Martha ignored Philip completely throughout the time they were there. Once they left, Martha continued to pester Charles to inquire about Aiden’s situation. Then, after getting a reply, Martha quickly grabbed her bag and left the house. She was going to

the bank. Martha had just taken out her passbook to withdraw some money when she suddenly remembered that Philip

not ashamed at all. Instead, she felt that it was justified. At that time, Wynn and Philip were shopping for groceries at the supermarket. Thus, Wynn asked Philip who was beside her before saying to Martha, “Your birthday.” Slam! The call disconnected. Wynn, with a puzzled look on her face, shrugged helplessly. She said to Philip, “I think my mother has gone to the bank to see how much is in that card.” “Don’t worry, there’s a hundred thousand in there.” Philip smiled. Wynn tilted her head, crossed her arms, looked at Philip curiously, and asked, “Philip, tell me, how much money do you have? Last time, you told me that there’s more than a million in your card.” Philip scratched his head, took out another card from the pocket of his trousers, and said, “The rest of the money is here. I snuck it out when I ran away from home. Do you want to go to the bank and check its balance?” Wynn grabbed the card, held it in her hand, and smiled slyly. “I do want to look at it.” Philip smiled in response. However, when his gaze fell on the card in Wynn’s hand, his eyes constricted. He exclaimed in shock, “F*ck! It’s the wrong

Martha was the one that had one hundred billion in it! The card had been given to him by George last time! “I’m finished. It’s over!” Philip did not bother with the checkout as he pulled