The First Heir

Chapter 281

F*ck!

Where did Wynn come from?

Suddenly nervous, cold sweat began to form on his forehead as Philip hung up the call and smiled. “Wynnie! What’re you doing out here?”

Handing Philip his breakfast, Wynn stared amusedly at her husband who had begun to profusely perspire. Crossing her arms and her legs, she stared at Philip with mock arrogance and asked, “So, what’s this about 100 billion and 70% of the world’s wealth again?”

Philip was nervous as he fumbled with his hands, not knowing where to put them.

‘Oh no!

‘Could this be the end of the lie?’

Philip stood up. “Okay. I’ll tell you the truth!”

Strongly gripping onto Wynn’s shoulders, Philip’s eyes shone with overzealous excitement. “Wynnie. I, Philip Clarke, am actually one of the richest heirs in the world. My family is very rich and very powerful, and I’m given an allowance of 100 billion!”

‘What?’

Wynn was stunned. She was blinking confoundedly at him before her blank stares turned into fuming glares. “What on earth! Stop kidding around, it’s not funny.”

How could she believe that? Placing her hand on Philip’s forehead before touching her own, Wynn murmured, “You’re not burning up either. What’s with all the bullsh*t so early in the morning?

“Nevermind. Take care of Mila today, I still have work to do. The company needs me to deal with a contract with some pharmaceutical factory.”

With that, Wynn turned to leave. However, she turned back around after a few steps to glare at Philip and gently reminded. “Eat your breakfast.”

Chuckling foolheartedly, Philip’s hand went to scratch the back of his head. “Got it. Be careful, okay?”

After watching Wynn leave, Philip finally let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness for his fast reflexes, or that would truly have been the end of his lie.

Thank goodness no one believed the truth.

Finishing his hearty breakfast, Philip spent a while playing with Mila before a call from Martha pulled him away.

He had no idea what his mother-in-law’s intentions were, for she had not said anything in the call.

Taking a detour to Northern Sky first, Philip then drove his Ferrari toward the Old Johnston Manor.

Of course, instead of parking at the entrance, he opted for a car park around the area.

After bringing the car to a stop, he walked his way to the Old Johnston Manor.

At the same time, Lynn Johnston was happily shopping with her classmates at a nearby mall.

From afar, Lynn’s jaw dropped when she saw Philip alight the Ferrari.

‘Holy sh*t!

‘Philip driving a Ferrari?

‘Or am I mistaken?’

“Lynn? What’s wrong? What’re you looking at?” asked a girl with pigtails whose sharp canines peeked out as she spoke. The girl had a cute pink school bag hitched on her back and was wearing white stockings on her legs.

Lynn hugged herself and frowned. “I have a few things to do, so you guys might want to go ahead first. I’ll come and look for you guys again tomorrow!”

The boys and girls had no qualms, so they all went their own ways.

With that, Lynn walked toward the Ferrari and turned her back toward it after taking a few good looks around. Pouting her lips, she took a cute looking selfie and posted it to flaunt on her WeChat Moments.

‘My boyfriend’s new Ferrari! Suck it, guys!’ NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Satisfied with her post, Lynn sat her butt down on the engine and began to play with her phone.

On the other end, Philip had arrived at the Old Johnston Manor. After entering the doors, he found Martha Yates and Aunt Paula chatting with each other.

“Martha, I don’t want to be the devil’s advocate here, but how do you plan to buy the hillside villa with the little money you have? Impossible! They’ve even increased the price now. You’ll need at least 15 million!”

Paula sat on the sofa, her eyebrow twitching extravagantly. Beside her was an LV handbag while her wrist was donned with expensive jewelry.

Martha laughed dryly. “Who said anything about buying the villa, Sister? I don’t have that money.”

Martha was pissed ever since the moment she heard about the price inflating to 15 million.

Especially since her sister had come all the way here to laugh in her face, even bringing her son-in-law over to flaunt as well. Martha was infuriated.

“Oh? Still trying to lie to your sister, are you, Martha? The hillside villa you had your eyes on belongs to my son-in-law’s company. So I knew the moment you asked about the villa.”

Arrogance oozed out of Paula in waves.

Paula had long known about the incident involving Martha asking about the hillside villa and getting hit for it.

She had anxiously rushed back to check on her sister and perhaps make fun of her a little as well. She had only heard the first half of the story and was completely oblivious as to what happened afterward.

The fact that her sister knew about it made Martha feel as if she had lost all dignity. When she saw Philip enter the room, she unleashed her fury on him. “What are you doing there? Go get me a new pot of water.”

Philip had no other choice but to hum a sound of affirmation before he left to boil a new pot of water in the kitchen.