The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

After he said that, Martha stared at Philip. Her gaze was sharp, looking as if she was trying to find something on Philip’s face. “What? Did you say you bought a house? Philip, do you know what you’re talking about? You’ve been poor for three years but now you can afford a house? I don’t think you can even afford a toilet!” Martha was furious. Philip was really something else. He was still trying to lie to her at this moment. He could afford a house?

Martha even paid half of the amount of the house he and Wynn were living in right now. The average property price in Riverdale was 20,000 to 30,000

bucks per square feet. How could he afford that? “Mom, before I got married to Wynn, I brought over some savings from my home. I bought it recently so if you and dad want to live there, I can arrange for it right now,” Philip said calmly. This time, Charles could not continue watching this anymore.

side before this. He scoffed and

said you bought a house. With what? How much savings do you have?” Charles could be quite savage when he started scolding someone. Martha chimed in sarcastically, “When you got married to Wynn,

them for hundreds of generations. Martha got up to push Philip out of the door when she saw that he was not talking. She said, “That’s enough. Go home now. Don’t forget that you’re not allowed to come the day after tomorrow. Go to the hospital to take care of your daughter.” After she kicked Philip out, Martha sat on the sofa. Anger was boiling in her stomach. “Charlie, what do you think Paula meant? Did she come all the way here to show off? It’s just a stupid car! It wasn’t paid for with her own money either. She’s just depending on her son-in-law, so why’s she so pleased with herself?

on the coffee table, she got even angrier. What present could that good-for-nothing give anyway? She opened the box to take a look at what he wanted to give the old master. When Martha opened the box and saw what was inside, she was furious. “What is this? It’s just a stupid ornamental thumb ring! He was going to give this worthless trash to the old master for his birthday! He must have bid this from an antique market. I’m so mad! He has completely embarrassed me!” Martha looked at it a few more times and put the jade ornamental thumb ring back in the box. Then, she started to sulk. Charles only took a glance at the ring and did not pay

Pavilion, the biggest antique place in Capital City. A tall and slender woman in a suit pushed open the heavy door and walked into the vast office. There were various valuable antiques and precious stones all over the room. “Boss, are you looking for me?” The woman bowed. Her