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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 358
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Chapter 358

“Stop! Stay away!” Martha shivered down to her bones in fear, still traumatized by the choking incident that night. She darted to

hide behind Wynn as she scolded, “Look, Wynnie. This is Philip Clarke! I can’t believe he wants to hit me. Who’s the head of the

family here? He’s going too far!”

“Haha.” Philip scoffed, too lazy to argue with Martha. Philip had always been a sore sight to her, coupled with his attitude the past

few days, Martha could not help the anger that began to boil. No, she had to throw this piece of trash out the Johnston family

tree! She had to get Wynn to divorce him!

Otherwise, that would be the end of Martha’s peaceful days. “Listen to your mother, okay Wynnie? I’ve

already set it up for you with Joel. He’s bringing you out on vacation for a few days. Make good use of

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this chance, okay?

Joel’s family is rich, and he’s the CEO of Hodgson Pharmaceutical too.

Don’t let such a great opportunity slip by, it’ll be good for both you and your company.” Martha

persuaded Wynn further. Meanwhile, Philip was smoking outside. Dinner was served at home that

night. They had no choice but to follow, for it was part of Martha’s plan to convince Wynn into going on

a date with Joel. Wynn found herself mind-boggled by the turn of events as she shuffled about in the

kitchen. “I don’t want anything to do with Joel Harris, Mom. Please stop. I swear I’ll leave right now if

you continue.”

“Okay, okay. We’ll ease into it slowly, okay? We have time.” Martha knew there was no point in being

pushy, but she had already plotted a plan on how she was going to make Wynn have some time alone

with Joel. All she had to do was make Philip watch things unfold before his eyes and she would have

the best of both worlds. He would have no other choice but to sign the divorce papers. Right at that

moment, a few people entered through the doors. It was Wynn and Aunt Paula’s side of the family.

“Please come in, Aunt Paula.” Wynn invited Paula into the house. They were all relatives, after all. “Oh,

Wynnie, you’re home! Where’s your mother?” Paula asked arrogantly as her eyes scanned the

surroundings before she plopped on the sofa as if this was her own house. She was followed by

Samantha and her husband. Hearing noises outside, Martha left her bedroom only to be met with the

sight of her sister. Her expression immediately darkened. After giving her greetings, Samantha reverted

to her ‘the old manor disgusts me’

attitude and begrudgingly introduced, “Aunt Martha, this is my husband, Frank McDonald. He’s Rocker

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Pharmaceutical’s general manager.”

Samantha looked nothing but proud as she introduced her husband, even going as far as to cuddle up to him as well. Frank

McDonald had ‘rich man’

written all over him, from the seriousness of his tailored suit to his slicked-back hair. He was a handsome man. It made sense

that Samantha would marry such a man. Frank politely greeted Wynn as Samantha introduced him. The sight of a talented man

such as Frank McDonald only further infuriated Martha. Her sister liked to brag about how her son-in-law would buy her gold and

jewelry, so meeting him today only proved to solidify her claim. Coincidentally, Philip decided to enter the doors at the same time.

Martha sent him an angry gaze, for he paled in comparison to Frank McDonald. “Oh, Philip’s back?” Paula purposefully shouted

as she saw Philip walk in. She began to introduce him to her son-in-law. “You’ve probably never met Philip Clarke before, Frank.

This here is Wynn’s husband. There’s nothing much to talk about him but that he sends food deliveries. Maybe you can bring him

out to learn more about the world if you have the chance? We’re all family, after all.”