Chief Heir Officer novel Chapter 357

The family stared at Philip.

He knew who this young master was?

Wynn’s eyes lit up as she stared at Philip while the latter spoke as if it was an act of generosity to share the knowledge he had. “The young master of the Clarke Group is actually…”

“You?”

Martha interrupted abruptly. She said it in a tone of ruthless taunting before Philip could finish his sentence.

Snorting twice for good measure, Martha wore an expression of pure sarcasm. “Were you going to tell us you’re the young master? I’ve never realized you’re so prone to lying, Philip Clarke, but I suppose it’s better late than never. Wynnie marrying you is a tragedy!”

“Mom, can you not talk to Philip like that? Why are you so opinionated about him when all he has been doing these few years is take your complaints and chides in stride?” Wynn sighed and shook her head dejectedly.

It was as if her mother and Philip were mortal enemies or something.

She just had to berate or hit him a few times before she would move on.

“Are you out of your mind, Wynnie? Why are you so adamant about defending this useless piece of trash?”

Martha was furious as she glared at Wynn. Pointing a finger at Philip, she told her, “You can ask him! Was he about to tell us he’s the young master of the Clarke Group?”

Wynn turned her head to face Philip and asked, “Is my mother correct?”

Initially planning to come clean, Philip realized the situation was not one where he would be believed. Helplessly, he smiled faintly and shook his head.

“Haha.”

Martha hugged a bolster and sighed purposefully. “Some people just have to pretend that they’re some big shot. I wonder how they have the shame to think that they belong in this family. We’re talking about a young master from Capital City, not someone any piece of trash can pose as. You’re both Clarkes and yet this Young Master Clarke has skills, vigor, and billions of yuan at his disposal for investment while someone else is a mere delivery boy!”

Martha’s anger only seemed to flare the more she complained. She ended her rant with an intense glower at Philip.

“Alright, Mom. Let’s leave it at that and move on.”

Wynn turned to leave after saying so.

What on earth was up with her mother, calling her over for such a trivial matter?

“Hey, Wynnie. I’m not done yet, what’s the rush?”

Martha began to feel anxious and tried to tug Wynn back. “You should find a time to meet up with this Young Master Clarke to thank him or something. It’s only right after the investment he has funded your company.”

It would be such a waste not to make this rich young master her son-in-law.

This was Martha’s greedy attempt at reeling in the bigger fish.

“You don’t have to worry about that, Mom. I know what should be done in accordance,” Wynn replied.