The First Heir

“Mr. Thomas, do you have the wrong person? Look at Philip’s wretched state, he’s just a hopeless case who everyone looks
down on...” Paula was unconvinced, so she blurted out.
Not only did she suspect that Theo was a fake, but now, she suspected George was a fake too.
Who were they? Were they blind? How would they have any connections with a penniless fool like Philip?
“Ma’am, please watch your language. No one can insult my little Philip like that.” George’s tone was icy.
Bob shouted as well, “Paula, shut up! One more word and you’re out of here!”
Paula shut her mouth when she saw her father’s angry expression. She was as scared as a bird that was startled by the mere
twang of a bow. She did not dare to lift her head anymore.
Martha chuckled deviously. She said weirdly, “Oh, our Phil is the best indeed. He even knows a rich person like you, Mr. Thomas.
Unlike some people whose daughter only got a nice husband after sleeping with God knows how many men. And she still dares
to show off every day. How cheap.”
Bob was used to the daily bickerings of his two daughters. He spoke up and stopped them.
Paula was trembling with anger. She peered at Philip at the outer courtyard. Her heart was filled with anger and jealousy.
What did Philip do? How could he claim relations with someone like George?
Did he sell his wife?
At the party, it was only natural for people to ask about Philip and George’s relationship.
Before George could say anything, Martha could not wait to show off. She told them Philip had saved George and was George’s
savior.
When they heard this, everyone sighed breaths of relief.
However, if he was Geroge’s savior, there would be a huge chance for him to have a bright future.
After less than ten minutes, George got up and walked to the outer courtyard.
Everyone’s eyes followed him. After greeting Philip, George sat down at his table.

In an instant, multiple eyes were glued on Philip. Bewilderment, jealousy, envy, and disbelief were among some of the
complicated emotions in their gazes.
However, Philip was calm. He even started to complain about this.
“Old Man George, what are you playing?” Philip asked.
George only smiled and said, “Young Master, didn’t you ask me to prepare a gift? How’s this?”
Pfft!
Philip almost spat out his drink.
George was even more of a poser than he was!
Ted was looking at Philip, and at that moment, he felt foreign to him.
Who was this guy?
Was he really just a spineless coward?
He even started to understand what Philip had said earlier, something about making the Yates disappear from Riverdale.
Was this guy so arrogant just because he knew a few people?
Ted drank his wine quietly. His hands were trembling, and his heart was roaring in dissatisfaction.
‘You’re just a piece of trash! How is it possible for you to know so many people? How?
‘This is the Yates Manor! A spineless bum like you is not allowed to cause trouble here! I, Eric Yates, am unconvinced! I’ll kill
you!’
While thinking about that, Eric exited the courtyard and ran to a corner. He dialed a number and said with a dark face, “Monkey,
bring the boys and block the entrance of the village. I want to f*ck someone up! I want to cripple him! There’s also a woman. I’ll
let you guys do anything you want to her as long as you don’t kill her.”
Back to Philip. It was obvious that Philip’s table had become the highlight of the party even though it was near to the door.
Everyone would cast glances at them occasionally. They were watching them closely.

After spending some more time here, Wynn started to feel tired. Philip got up and said to George and the rest, “Um, I have to
send Wynnie back now. If you have the time, you can help yourself to whatever you want.”
When Wynn heard Philip’s tone, she glared at him and said, “Um, Mr. Field, Mr. Zander, Mr. Thomas, I’m so sorry. I don’t feel so
good, so I’m going to ask Philip to send me back. I’ll take him to visit all of you one day.”
When they heard that, Russell and Theo waved their hands and said, “No, no, no. There’s no need for that. Phil is so busy. You
don’t have to do that.”
George was the only one sitting calmly.
Wynn hesitated and looked at Philip. She smiled before following him out of the door.
When everyone saw Wynn walking out with Philip, they let out sighs of relief.
That guy was finally gone.
After a while, George, Russell, and Theo left as well.
Finally, the Yates’ party came to an end.
When Russell was about to leave the courtyard, he was asked back to the drawing room in the hall by Bob.
“Mr. Field, the reason I asked you here is for you to take a look at something for me.” Bob was grinning cheerfully. Then, he took
out a small box and handed it to Russell.
The three generations of Yates were all in the room.
Of course, the Yates’ relatives were also there. Naturally, Charles was present too.
“What’s this?” Russell was curious when he took the box.
Bob was frowning slightly when he said, “This is from my grandson-in-law. I didn’t think it was worth anything, but now that you’re
here, I want to ask you to look at it for me.”
To put it in simpler terms, Bob was suspicious. He wanted to get a clue through the box so that he could get rid of the qualm in
his heart.

What valuable thing could Philip afford to give him?