The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 228

Slap! The shop owner could no longer take it. He looked at his subordinates and then slapped Martha across the face. Immediately, Martha, who had been making threatening gestures and endless pesters, fell silent. Her eyes were filled with rage as she stared at Philip. She did not dare attack the shop owner, so she ran over to Philip and started scratching him shrewishly. She yelled, “How did I get such a useless son-in-law like you? I was slapped and you’re still standing here! You’re just a spineless coward! I’m going to ask Wynn to divorce you!” Philip felt rather helpless, but he did not want to argue about it with her. Hence, he turned around and said to the shop owner,

“I’m sorry. We’ll pay for it. Why don’t we talk inside?” The shop owner looked at Russell and nodded. “Alright, you’re quite reasonable, kid.” After that, the few of them went back into the shop. On the other hand, Martha continued to make a scene outside as she hurled extremely nasty comments,

“Philip, if you intend to pay for the case, you should pay for it by yourself!

nor my family!” However, when Martha saw the cold gazes of the

room located in the shop. “I’m sorry, Mr. Clarke. It’s all my fault, I’m responsible for this.” Russell apologized to Philip the moment they got into the room. The shop owner was shocked by what he heard and asked curiously, “Mr. Field, what are you doing?” Dang! What was going on with Mr. Field? Why was he being so respectful toward the young man? Russell smiled and said, “Tom, this is Mr. Clarke. I mentioned him to you before.” Clank! The shop owner’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately invited

the money to you.” The shop owner looked at Russell and saw the latter nodding. So, he did not decline Philip’s offer. After less than 5 minutes, Philip and the other two men walked out of the room together. Martha was shocked when she saw Philip unharmed. She asked, “You’re alright?” “Why wouldn’t I be?” Philip asked. The shop owner said politely, “Please come back to our shop next

thirty million was just impossible. Martha was sure that the white and blue porcelain vase was

find out where he got that hundred