Chief Heir Officer novel Chapter 182

She was Aunt Paula's only child. She was aloof and looked down on everyone.

When they were young, Samantha had been jealous of Wynn. No matter what it was, she had to compare herself to Wynn.

"Cousin, please give us a short while. We'll be ready soon," Wynn said apologetically.

Samantha raised the corners of her lips with a presumptuous look on her face. She shouted at Philip, "Get out of the way, useless piece of trash. Why are you standing there?!"

Philip smiled and stepped out of her way in silence.

Samantha pushed him abruptly, patted her hands on her clothes in disgust, and muttered, "You stink."

After Samantha swaggered away, the entire family was not in the best mood.

Martha slammed her hand on the table and started cursing, "What does Samantha mean?! What a b*tch! She dares come to my house and complain about it! What does she have to show for? Her rich husband? She even said that our house smells musty. I’m so mad!"

Martha’s anger erupted like a volcano.

She had anticipated that there would be some mockery from her relatives since she was going back to her family’s home today.

Wynn also felt very helpless, but she still comforted her mother and said, "Mom, keep it to yourself. She did put in the effort to come over to pick us up. Let's try to be more patient when dealing with anything that comes next."

"Yeah, Mom, let’s not lower ourselves to their level." Philip agreed with a smile.

When Martha heard Philip’s words, she immediately redirected her frustration at him and pointed at Philip like she was ready to make a scene. “It’s all because of you. If only you were rich. Look at Paula’s family, their life is so comfortable. They’re driving luxury cars and living in a villa. It’s all because they have a rich son-in-law. If you compare it to our house… Sigh… If you work a little harder, Charles and I would not be looked down on by anyone.”

Martha had no intention to stop her abuse toward Phillip. She asked in an unhappy tone, "What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you not to come?"

Martha suddenly realized that Philip had something in his hand. ‘He wants to go with us?’

That was not okay, definitely not!

If Philip went, he would become a laughing stock.

"Mom, why don't you let Philip go? If Philip doesn't get to go, I won't go either," Wynn said as she looked at Philip.”

Last night, Wynn had made a decision.

No matter what, she would have absolute trust in Philip.

She was his wife, and she would stand by his side unconditionally.

Martha continued to harass Phillip and threw the small embroidered box that Philip had brought over previously. She scolded, "You can go by yourself. Your dad and I won't be going!"

Philip picked up the little embroidered box before he was dragged out of the house by an angry Wynn. They got into Samantha's car.

"Philip, are you okay? My mother is just like that. Don't be angry with her. I’ll apologize to you on behalf of her," Wynn said distressingly in the car.

Philip grinned and rubbed his face. He smiled stupidly and said, "It's okay. Fortunately, it's still here."

Wynn looked at the little embroidered box in Philip's hand and rolled her eyes at him. "You’re still thinking about this? Is this for Grandpa?"

Philip nodded and said, "I asked someone to buy it a few days ago. Your grandfather will definitely like it."

Puff!

Samantha, who had been browsing for LV bags on her phone, was observing through the rearview mirror. She burst out laughing and said mockingly, "Philip, what precious gift can this small ugly box hold?”

She said that with a disdained tone.

After Samantha said that, she threw a few boxes on the passenger seat to them and flaunted. "Look at what I bought for Grandpa… A small portion of 95-year-old ginseng worth 300,000 dollars, a purple clay pot tea set worth 800,000 dollars, and a jade pipe that is worth more than 400,000 dollars. How much is your little box worth? Around 10 dollars?"