Chapter 707
The First Heir
Philip had never heard of such an illogical request.
Smack!
He raised his hand, slapped her, and scolded sternly, âMartha Yates, have you forgotten your promise?
Are you up to your tricks again?â
The slap was so loud and clear that Martha was immediately stunned.
She was originally angry, but now, she had come back to her senses.
However, she was still dissatisfied and cursed adamantly, âPhilip, whyâd you hit me? Iâm your mother-in-
law! I just fired someone, so what? I donât like Anne Foster! If sheâs here, then Iâll go!â
With that said, Martha covered her face and sat angrily on the sofa.
Philip was too audacious!
No, he was getting more and more audacious!
If this continued, she would lose her position in this family.
She must think of a way to suppress him!
âFine, you can get lost then!â Philip said coldly, not to be outdone at all.
âYou! Youâre going to be the death of me! I must tell Wynn! You must get a divorce!â
Martha threw the pillow angrily, glared at Charles, and cursed, âCharles, what are you standing there
for? Didnât you see that your son-in-law hit me? Are you still a man? Hit him back!â
Charles was also in a dilemma and kept signaling to Martha with his eyes. âDonât say anymore. We
wonât change the nanny in this case. Why are you making such a fuss?â
As soon as Martha heard this, she suddenly became angry!
Her son-in-law hit her, but her husband was helping an outsider!
She was not going to live anymore!
âVery well, Charles Johnston. Thatâs not what you said just now. Youâre going to turn around and stand
on his side, right? You b*stard!â
Martha was agitated, glared at Charles, and pointed at his nose while cursing.
âEnough!â Philip could not stand it anymore and shouted angrily. He stared at Martha and warned,
âMartha Yates, donât say I didnât give you a chance. I can forget what happened today, but you must get
Anne back. If I still donât see her in this villa tomorrow, you can get lost!â
Marthaâs heart thumped and she was furiously annoyed.
He actually wanted to kick her out?
Atrocious!
âWhy?! What right do you have to drive me away?!â
Martha ignored Charlesâ persuasion and shoved the latterâs arm away.
Philip was headed upstairs, but he turned around and stared at Martha with a faint chill in his eyes. He
said, âBecause I bought this villa!â
At those words, Martha was speechless and could only stare as Philip walked upstairs.
âThatâs enough, donât say anymore. Letâs try to get Anne back tomorrow. If Philip really gets angry,
neither of us can handle him,â Charles tugged at Martha and said.
Martha cursed, âYou go if you want to, but Iâm not going! What is he showing off for? He just has a few
dollars in his pocket. He still looks as trashy as ever! Donât think I donât know that his family has gone
bankrupt. How dare he still be pretentious in front of me?!â
An angry Martha sat in the living room and sulked for a long time.
The next day, after Philip returned from the hospital, he saw Martha sitting in the living room.
âWhereâs Anne?â he asked casually.
âI donât know,â Martha replied coldly as she continued to watch TV and munched on her apple, looking
very relaxed.
Philip frowned, walked up to her, and asked coldly, âYou didnât invite her back?â
This Martha Yates was really courting death. She dared to ignore his words?
âWhatâs there to invite? Her leaving has nothing to do with me! Iâm not going, so what?â
Martha was already unhappy, but she was even more upset when Philip tried to make trouble for her
over Anne.
Was this mother-in-law incomparable to a servant?
Philip raised his eyebrow and said sternly, âIâll give you one hour to get Anne back. Otherwise, you can
pack your bags and leave First Palace after one hour!â
After that, Philip sat on the sofa and watched the time.
How could a shrew like Martha tolerate Philipâs repeated dominance over her?
Therefore, she exploded in fury!
âPhilip Clarke, how dare you? Are you fighting with me over an outsider? And you even want to kick me
out? Okay, fine, I understand now. You have something going on with that little h*ssy, right? Otherwise,
why do you care for that little vixen so much?â
Martha could not be bothered anymore and cursed like a sailor.
She was extremely furious.
When Philip heard these words, his face suddenly changed. He stood up and slapped her with a yell,
âMartha Yates, shut the f*ck up! You can insult me but you canât insult Anne! Sheâs still an innocent girl!
How could you spout such nonsense!â
Martha was so angry that she had gone crazy. She shoved Philip and screamed, âIâm saying it! Sheâs a
little h*ssy and the two of you are adulterers! Very well, Philip Clarke. Youâve brought your mistress into
the house. Iâll tell Wynnie and I want you to get a divorce! Iâll also tell all the neighbors so that they
know your true colors!â
Philip was nothing but a worthless wretch!
He even had a mistress outside!
She needed to expose his deeds!
Martha vowed this to herself!