Chapter 685
The First Heir
Philip did not have time to think about it and hailed a cab to hurry back to the villa.
She was Wynnâs mother, after all. If anything really happened to her, it would be difficult for him to
explain.
The cab headed directly toward First Palace. Before he even entered the door, he could already hear
Marthaâs wails.
âAh, I canât live like this anymore. I donât want to live anymore!â
Martha was in the hall right now, clamoring to hang herself. Even she did not know what her own
objective was.
Charles tried to persuade her on the side to no avail.
When Martha Yates went crazy, she was the shrew among shrews.
âWhat are you doing? Why are you suddenly trying to kill yourself?â
Charles looked at Martha while keeping an eye on the door, feeling relieved when Philip finally
returned.
âPhilip, please persuade your mother. Sheâs trying to kill herself and I canât do anything about it,â
Charles quickly called out to Philip.
Philip put his hands into his pants pocket. He could tell at one glance. Were these two people
performing a skit?
Hehe.
Philip stood at the door and looked indifferently at the crying Martha. The latter wailed about hanging
herself but kept stealing glances at Philip.
Seeing that Philip did not try to stop her, she immediately wailed and sobbed. âCharles, Iâve let you
down. Iâve let Wynnie down. Iâll kill myself now. Everything will be fine once Iâm dead. You donât like me
anyway.â
With that said, Martha hardened her resolve. There was already a white cloth hanging in the hall. She
climbed onto the chair, yanked her head up, and was about to hang herself.
Charles turned pale in fright when he noticed that. Was this not an act? Why was she really doing it?
âOh no, Philip, quickly say something. Do you really want to watch your mother hang herself in the
house?â
Charles was anxious, worried that something might happen to his wife.
Martha also pricked her ears up, holding the white cloth in her hand. She was crying while looking at
Philip.
âAh, I donât want to live anymore. Just let me die,â Martha said, still wailing.
At this time, Philip chuckled. Looking at the time, he said, âGo on, I wonât try to stop you. Iâll give you
ten minutes. Once youâre done, Iâll get someone to drag your body away.â
Both Martha and Charles were stunned at his words.
Very well.
Martha was now caught between a rock and a hard place. Was she going to hang herself or not?
Bam!
She walked straight down, kicked the chair over, and ran into the bedroom in a huff. She did not come
out after that.
It was so embarrassing.
Charles flushed red while staring at Philip. He then said helplessly, âPhilip, donât blame your mother.
She knows her mistake. Just give her a chance. Sheâs been reflecting these days.â
Hehe.
Philip sneered and said, âIf sheâs really repentant, itâs not impossible for me to forgive her. However,
Charles Johnston, tell your wife, if I ever find out that sheâs up to her tricks again, Iâll come after her with
all her wrongdoings. At that time, Iâll directly send her to prison!â
After that, Philip went upstairs and looked at Mila before taking his things. He was going to head out to
the hospital to take care of Wynn.
Martha hid in the bedroom, listening to the movement outside with her ears plastered to the door.
âWhatâs this brat up to?â Martha muttered, feeling upset. However, she dared not do anything else.
After all, she had really humiliated herself at the hospital the other day.
Two days later in the evening.
Unexpectedly, Philip received a call from Chloe Sommerset. The other end of the phone was very
noisy, and Chloe seemed to be drunk.
With a pot of chicken soup in his hand, Philip thought for a moment and sent the chicken soup to the
hospital first before giving Wynn an excuse to leave.
When he arrived at the bar, he saw a familiar figure wrangling with a group of men that looked like
ruffians.
âChloe Sommerset?â
Philip was startled. That person was Chloe, and she looked drunk. She was surrounded by a group of
gangsters who were touching her all over.
Chloe was obviously drunk and a little dizzy. She could not even stand still as she grumbled and
shouted, âGet lost! You scoundrels, do you know who I am?â
âHey, what a fiery chick! So, beauty, who are you?â
One man took the lead, approached Chloe, and touched her drunken red face. He was immediately
slapped away by Chloe!
âIâm the third young miss of the Sommerset family! Get lost! If you donât, Iâll⦠Iâll call the police to come
and catch you!â
Chloe tried to get away, but the men refused to let her leave!
She shoved away one greasy-faced guy who had placed his dirty hands around her waist and
reprimanded, âIf you donât leave now, Iâll call the police!â Chloe shouted and almost fell amid the
commotion.