Chapter 1986
The First Heir
Martha looked over. The four dogs had their tongues out, looking ferocious. They all stared fixedly at
her!
Woof, woof!
With a series of barks, the four pit bulls wanted to rush over to bite Martha. She was so scared that she
struggled and cried as she tried to run.
Fat Aunt pulled the leashes in her hand and ordered, âLucky, sit down!â
The four pit bulls sat down in unison.
Martha was about to kneel in fright. Her face was full of tears as she wailed, âI donât want to live here.
Iâm scared of dogs. Save me.â
However, her screaming was to no avail.
Fat Aunt looked at Martha and said with a smile, âI get it Iâll make arrangements for this person.â
The maid nodded with a smile before she turned and left.
Soon, only Fat Aunt and Martha remained, as well as four pit bulls that kept stickng their tongues out
and staring at Martha.
Martha stood remained in the same spot, trembling all over. She did not dare to move. She was
extremely flustered. These four dogs looked like hellhounds. They were so fierce.
Fat Aunt glanced at Martha and said, âSince youâre here, you have to listen to me. First, go to the front
lawn and clean up the dogsâ poop. Later, weâll feed Lucky. Iâll teach you.â
After saying that, Fat Aunt took out the poop-shoveling tool and threw it to Martha.
Martha grabbed it in her hand, looked at it, and immediately threw it on the ground. She yelled, âPick up
poop? Are you crazy? Iâm Martha Yates. You should ask around. Iâm your young masterâs mother-in-
law. How dare you ask me to pick up dog sh*t? Just you wait, Iâll have my son-in-law fire you right
away!â
Hearing this, Fat Auntâs face darkened and she sneered, âWhat did you say? Youâre the mother-in-law
of our young master? Someone like you? Pah! Let me tell you, everyone wants to be the mother-in-law
of our young master here. Just look at you. Are you worthy?â
âQuickly, buck up and clean up the sh*t. Otherwise, you wonât get any food today!â
Fat Aunt said viciously with a murderous expression in her eyes. The four pit bulls in front of her also
barked at Martha.
This terrified Martha. She quickly shouted, âI wonât do it, not even if I die! Just you wait, Iâll look for my
daughter now. Iâll get my daughter to teach you a lesson!â
Martha knew that Philip would listen to Wynn.
Smack!
Suddenly, Fat Aunt slapped Marthaâs face fiercely and scolded, âAre you doing it or not?!â
Martha was stunned. She covered her face, glared at the other party angrily, and wanted to scratch her.
However, with Fat Auntâs body size, Martha was not a match for her. Very soon, the other party pinned
her to the ground and slapped her viciously.
âHey, guys, beat her up! Beat her until she obeys! How dare you have a temper when you come to us?
Youâre asking for a beating! You even dare to say that youâre the young masterâs mother-in-law?!
Phooey!â
Fat Aunt rolled up her sleeves and yelled.
Immediately, several middle-aged women came out of the house, all of them looking fierce.
When Martha saw these people roll up their sleeves and rush toward her, she was creeped out and
hurriedly tried to escape. However, how could she get away?
âBeat her!â
At Fat Auntâs command, five or six middle-aged women used all their strength to slap Martha across
her face, pull her hair, and pinch her flesh.
The entire villa was full of Marthaâs screams. After a while, she was in rags and looked unkempt with
bruises all over her face. She stood on the front lawn wearing gloves and obediently but resentfully
picked up dog sh*t.
The wicked would suffer wickedness in turn. This had never changed since ancient times.
***
Back to Philipâs side. At this moment, he took a yacht and boarded a subsidiary island a few nautical
miles away from Arcadia Island.
This was his motherâs mausoleum.
âMom, Iâm homeâ¦â