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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 459
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Chapter 459

Philip was the one who bought it? Impossible! “Wynnie, what nonsense are you spewing? Don’t try to protect Philip. I’ve heard all

about it. This villa is under your name.” Martha smiled embarrassingly, but she was slightly panic-stricken. Wynn did not look like

she was lying. Was it true? However, this mansion was worth 200 million! If it was not bought with the money from Wynn’s

company…. Impossible! How could Philip, the useless bum, have so much money? “Mom, do you think your daughter has that

much money to buy this villa?” Wynn’s face was cold as she asked. “D-Didn’t Clarke Group from Capital City invest a billion

bucks into your company?

Didn’t you use that money to buy it?” Martha said while gritting her teeth and shaking her head. Wynn looked at Martha and said

helplessly, “Mom, do you know that embezzling is a crime? Do you think I’m someone who’ll use my company’s money for my

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selfish needs? “Plus, the funding from Clarke Group of Capital City is not here yet.” After she said that, Wynn turned around and

walked upstairs. In the living room downstairs, Martha was completely stunned. She sat there alone with her glistening eyes. If

the money was not here yet, it would mean that Wynn really did not buy this villa. How could this be? It was under Wynn’s name.

Was that kid really the one who bought this villa? If it really was Philip, then… Who was he?

Why did he have so much money? Martha was terrified. She started sweating as she ran back to her

room. Then, she dragged Charles up from the bed. “Hey, what are you doing? Why are you still awake

in the middle of the night?” Charles sat up angrily. He leaned against the headboard and put on his

presbyopic glasses. “Lower your voice.” Martha hit Charles mysteriously, then looked at the door of the

room. She said, “Charlie, let me tell you, Wynnie told me that she’s not the one who bought this villa.

Philip’s the one who bought it.” “Didn’t you say Wynnie bought it with her company’s funds?” Charles

could sense that something major was going on.

He asked in all seriousness. Martha shook her head and said, “The money isn’t here yet.” Charles

nodded and grunted a reply. He looked at the ceiling and said in annoyance, “Go to sleep. No matter

who bought it, it’s still the same.” Slap! Martha slapped Charles across the face. She glared at him and

scolded. “What do you mean the same? If Philip’s the one who bought this place, how can I be the one

in charge of this family? He’ll definitely walk all over me!” Charles was fuming. He shouted, “Martha,

are you insane?

This is not your house. Philip’s the one who bought it! It belongs to Philip!

How many times did I tell you to be good to Philip? But you refused to listen. Did you forget what Philip warned you last time?

How can you be so stubborn? Do you really think Philip is still that useless son-in-law who allows you to bully him left and right?”

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Martha was speechless after she got scolded. She sat on the bed angrily and glared at Charles. “I don’t care. I have to be the

one in charge of this family.” Martha gritted her teeth and said. Charles was seething. He lied down and covered his head with

the blanket. “Go to sleep! I don’t want to talk to you anymore! Sooner or later, you’ll destroy this family with your stubbornness!”

Martha sat on the bed and scowled at Charles. She kicked him a few times to prevent him from sleeping. She rambled on angrily,

“What do you know? I’m doing this for the good of the family. As long as our names are not on the paperwork, you and I will

eventually get kicked out of the house to beg for food and you’ll still won’t know what the hell’s going on!” Martha finally went to

bed after mumbling to herself for quite some time. In the early morning of the next day, Philip woke up with a headache. When he

was about to get out of bed, the door of his room opened. “Hey, Philip, I made some soup for you to sober up. It’s good for your

stomach. Drink it while it’s still hot.” Martha came in with a bowl of soup. She had a flattering smile on her face. Philip was taken

aback. Perhaps this was the first time his mother-in-law was so good to him. She even made him soup to sober up. “Thank you.”

Philip smiled politely.