The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 227

Chapter 227

Thirty million bucks? Philip felt helpless. He knew something would happen, but he was not expecting Martha to get herself into such big trouble.

“Alright, mom. I’ll be there immediately. Please wait for me.” After Philip said that, he hung up the phone and dashed to the scene. When Philip arrived at the scene, he noticed that they were at a hundred-year-old shop. There was a crowd at the entrance. Some of the people there were waiting in line, trying to sell their old items while some of them were only there for the drama. Nonetheless, their heads could be seen bobbing up and down. There was an argument taking place in the shop, and Philip could hear Martha’s shrieks from outside the place. When Philip entered the shop, he saw Martha accusing the shop owner of bullying his customers. She was talking so fast her saliva was flying all over the place. Additionally, she was accusing the owner of selling fake antiques and scamming people of their money. “I’m not paying! Why should I? What kind of blue and white porcelain vase is this? It’s fake! You just want to scam a woman like me who doesn’t know anything. I’m going to call the cops on you! What you’re doing is extortion and blackmail!” Martha was fuming. It was just a porcelain vase. How dare he ask her to pay thirty million bucks? He had to be bullying her because she did not know anything. He only wanted to scam her. However, Martha was feeling rather guilty as well. It was the man’s shop and behind the owner were two muscular and tattooed men. If Russell had not stopped them, Martha would not have had any say as well. “Mom, what happened?” Philip squeezed through the crowd and asked curiously. Martha glared at Philip.

around and ran away. If she did not run now, when would she get the chance to run? Philip looked at the smashed porcelain vase on the floor and then at Russell. He asked, “Mr. Field, is it genuine?” Russell said helplessly, “Yeah, it’s a genuine blue and white porcelain vase.

the blue and white porcelain vase. When the shop owner saw that Philip was a reasonable person, he poured out some tea from his dark-red enameled pot, took a sip, and said, “My friend, the blue and white porcelain vase is from the year when Emperor Yongle was in power. I wouldn’t lie to you. It is indeed genuine and worth thirty million bucks. I’ll leave once I get the money. If you

fake! Your shop is scamming its customers! I’ve come across too many people like you who sell fake goods! You’ve been poor for far too long that you’ve gone insane!” When the shop owner heard her words, he could no longer endure it, and his face fell immediately. Did she just say that his shop sold fake goods? He could not take such

anyone stand being pointed and yelled at by this shrew? “Madam, please

sold fake goods before. If you keep slandering me like that, this won’t just be about compensation.” The shop owner was now mad. He placed his dark-red enameled pot down and took out his phone. He said, “Let just

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