The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

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Yolanda, who was still in the hotel suite, looked at all the figures downstairs who had just left and completely panicked. Yolanda

was dumbfounded. Just as she was about to kiss Philip just now, the door to the room was opened and dozens of men in black

suits swarmed in. The person leading the group was the underground king, Theo Zander! Only now did she find out that it was all

a trap set by Philip! A trap that made use of her! Yolanda Lee had been taken advantage of? Philip Clarke, that trash! Yolanda

would hate him for the rest of her life! As for Philip, he was humming a tune and leisurely returned to the Old Johnston Manor. At

the entrance, a few dark shadows moved forward and said respectfully, “Mr. Clarke, you’re home.” Philip nodded while glancing

at them. They grinned before running away. Philip opened the door and tiptoed into the bedroom. Philip thought for a moment,

and just as he was about to get into the bed, Wynn turned over beside him and hugged Philip while crying bitterly. “Philip, I’m

sorry. I shouldn’t have doubted you tonight. It’s all my fault. But I feel very frustrated. I care about you and I’m afraid of losing you.

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I’m scared that Mila will lose her father…”

Philip was stunned into silence. The tender, boiling heart in his chest twisted fiercely. She was just

afraid of losing him. In her heart, he was very important. Philip lay down, hugged Wynn tightly, and said

gently, “Wynnie, I’m sorry, I’m at fault too.” Mwah! Suddenly, a pair of thin cold lips pressed directly on

Philip’s mouth! This blissful moment came too abruptly! This night, for the two of them, was a rare

occasion. The next day, Martha got up early and banged on Wynn’s bedroom door with a shout,

“Wynnie, get up! Don’t forget, you’re getting a divorce with that good-for-nothing Philip today!” Divorce?

Philip was startled. He sat on the bed in a daze, staring at the sleepy-eyed Wynn beside him. Wynn

looked awkward with her flushed face. She blinked her big eyes and said pitifully, “Phil, if I said that

accidentally out of anger, will you blame me?” Philip held his head. Martha had taken her accidental

words seriously. Helplessly, Philip scratched Wynn’s nose and said, “No, as long as you want it, I’ll do

whatever.” Wynn rolled her eyes, punched him on the chest, and said, “What nonsense are you saying!

I won’t divorce you. You’re my husband and Mila’s father. You can’t run away from me in this lifetime! I

want to eat you up! Argh…” The two rolled around in bed and paid no heed to Martha who was still

knocking on the door. Martha was bewildered. What was happening in the room? She blinked

suspiciously and moved to put her ear on the door. Click! The door opened. Martha almost stumbled.

She saw Wynn hugging Philip while smiling very blissfully. “Mom, I’m not going to divorce Philip.”

What? Not getting a divorce?! Martha was dumbfounded. She glared furiously, threw her handbag at

Philip, and cursed, “Philip, did you drug my daughter again?

You useless wretch. Who allowed you to sleep in my house? Get lost, get lost at once!” Philip was a

little dazed at being hit by the handbag. He clenched his fists and was quite upset. Wynn could tell that

Philip was angry. She glared at Martha and said, “Mom, why are you so unreasonable?

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Philip’s your son-in-law after all, how can you tell him to get lost just like that?” Martha was outraged.

She pointed at Philip and continued cursing,

“How can I? Because this house belongs to me, Martha Yates, so he should get out!” She was livid. Her daughter was protecting

the wimp again.

“Okay! If you chase Philip away today, I’ll go too! The worst thing that can happen is that I won’t return to this home again!” Wynn

was also very angry and shouted back at her mother. “You! You’ll be the death of me!” Martha trembled in anger. She raised her

hand and swung it. Slap! With this slap, Wynn’s eyes turned red. She stomped her foot angrily, packed her things, and pulled

Philip out of the door. “Mom, you forced me to do this. I won’t come back to this house again!” Martha was enraged and sat on

the floor, slapping her thighs while crying, “Charles, come out and look at this. What have I done to suffer this? My daughter is

siding with an outsider. How can I live with this? Fine, leave, all of you can get lost! I’ve already sold your house! I want to see

where you and that wimp can live!” However, Philip returned with a frosty face. He glanced at Martha who was rolling on the floor

and said, “Martha Yates, you’re really ruthless, but I want to tell you one thing. Wynn and I have another house, and it’s a villa.

Do you want to look at it?”

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