The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 409

Martha was almost ready to blow a gasket. Philip actually wanted her to kneel down!

This damn useless piece of trash dared to be so bold!

"Philip, what are you saying? I'm your mother-in-law, okay!" Martha flushed and glared.

She felt very uncertain too. What if Philip really insisted on having her kneel?

Argh!

She was going mad!

This was such a humiliation!

Charles stood on one side without saying a word. This unreasonable madwoman who snarled at him every day had finally met her bane. "Charles, what are you doing? Don't you notice that your son-in-law is acting so brazenly now? Aren't you going to say a few words?"

Martha was very upset when she saw Charles acting as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Charles smiled and said, "Philip, just forget about the matter. We're a family, after all. What your mother-in-law said this morning was just spiteful words. Don't take it to heart. No mother-in-law should be forced to kneel to the son-in-law. If any outsiders replace out about this, you'll be condemned."

"Yes, that's right! Do you want to be condemned? You want me to kneel and beg for your forgiveness? Keep dreaming!"

When Martha received some support from Charles' words, she immediately gained confidence again.

Initially, Philip just wanted to frighten her, but Martha did not know what was good for her and tried to take a mile when she was given an inch.

"Martha Yates, I'm not joking with you. You must be responsible for your words. I'll be clear about my stand today. This villa belongs to Wynn and me. If you wish to stay here, kneel down and apologize. Otherwise, you can leave after you're done visiting."

Philip said coldly before turning around to leave, taking Wynn along with him.

Wynn did not intend to put a stop to this because she knew that Philip was trying to exert pressure.

Besides, she was not worried that Martha would really kneel. According to her temper, she would most probably curse loudly before leaving.

As expected, Martha flew into a rage and started to curse at Philip while pointing at his nose, "Fine, very well, you're standing on your own two feet now, right? You want me to kneel down before you? Are you courting death? Even if I can't live here, I, Martha Yates, will not kneel down to you!"

With that said, she angrily smashed all the cups on the tea table before she picked up her handbag, twisted her big ass, and walked out while cursing wildly.

Charles sighed helplessly before he followed her out reluctantly.

Once they were out, Martha continued cursing, "Charles, why do you think Philip is so brazen now? Can that piece of trash actually buy this villa? He must have deceived Wynnie in getting it for him. No way, I can't just leave like this. Won't this be giving him the chance and letting him stay in such a good place?"

Martha muttered as she felt very uneasy. She would glance back at First Palace with every step she took.

It was too tempting.

Luxury villa!

"What do you want to do exactly? Philip has made things very clear. Are you really going to kneel and apologize?"

Charles was a little helpless. What was this mad woman thinking?

Although she used to be arrogant and domineering, she was never as unreasonable as now.

"What do you know? Wynnie must have paid for this villa alone. That Philip must have cheated Wynnie somehow, getting her to add his name. If we leave like this, what's Wynnie going to do?" The more Martha thought about it, the more she felt it was wrong, so she quickly turned around and rushed back.

At the door, she bumped into Philip who was about to head out.

"Where's Wynnie?" Martha asked when she did not see Wynn.

"She left," with his hands in his pants pocket, Philip replied indifferently.

Martha hesitated before she steeled herself and asked, "Philip, if I kneel, are you sure you'll let us move in?"

Philip's heart thudded. What was Martha Yates going to do?

Thump!

Before Philip could react, he saw Martha kneeling and quickly saying, "I'm sorry."

Thereafter, she stood up quickly without patting her knees, turned around, and left with a shout, "I'll move in later. You can't chase us away now!"

As Martha pulled Charles along with her, Philip could only shake his head helplessly and laugh.

This mother-in-law of his was really intriguing.

She actually knelt before him just now.

Well then, he would allow them to move in.

On the other side, Martha pulled Charles back to Old Johnston Manor and hastily contacted the relocation company to pack up their things and put the old manor up for sale online.

After that, she led the relocation company to First Palace.

With the commotion she made, it was as if she could not wait for the entire Longford Park to replace out about it!

She even set off firecrackers in front of Longford Park, and she was the only person to ever do so.

Charles watched as Martha turned the entire house upside down. The stylish decoration was now ruined by all the different colors. He sat on the sofa and said helplessly, "Stop making such a fuss. If Philip is unhappy when he returns, he'll kick us out again. This villa doesn't have your name on it."

F*ck!

Martha was immediately reminded of this fact.

That was right. This villa did not have her name on it. She was now living off another person, and living off that piece of trash at that.

She was frustrated!

Absolutely not!

"Charles, we must think of a way to get Wynnie to add our name to the house and cross out Philip's name! Wynnie is the one who bought this place, so we can't let that wretch take advantage of it! If they get a divorce in the future, he'll get half the wealth. Are you willing to let that happen?"

Martha sat down and cracked her head for a solution.

Charles was also getting a headache and said, "How do you know the villa isn't bought by Philip?"

"Are you stupid? It's such a big villa that's worth 200 million! Aside from Wynnie using the investment money to buy it, do you think Philip can afford it?"

Martha rolled her eyes at Charles.

Charles felt that what she said made sense. However, he still said, "I'm not getting involved in this. What you choose to do has nothing to do with me." With that said, he walked out, ready to make some new friends.

While walking, he saw several old men playing chess in a park.