The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1285

Beep!

The ear-piercing sound of the honking exploded in Martha’s ears!

The rolling clouds of dirt also swept across Martha’s face!

She watched as the steel-like beast whistled past her eyes!

At that moment, Martha’s head was blank and she forgot to breathe.

When she finally reacted, she yelled hysterically, “Philip, you’re committing murder! You’re doing this on purpose! I’m your mother-in-law!”

Philip pulled the wheelchair back and said indifferently, “Sorry, I was lost in thought.”

Lost in thought?

Martha would never believe such nonsense!

Philip just wanted to get her involved in a traffic accident so that she would die!

She got angry and roared, “Philip, you miserable wretch! I’m going to tell Wynn that you actually tried to murder me. You wastrel, you piece of junk—”

Suddenly, the second half of her sentence became choked in her throat and she could no longer continue.

It was because she had turned back and met Philip’s cold gaze.

What a terrible look!

It was as though she was facing the Grim Reaper!

“What did you just say?” Philip’s voice sounded chilly as it stabbed into Martha’s heart.

“No, nothing. Let’s go back. I’m tired.”

Martha instantly backed down and mumbled in a very low voice.

“Sure.” Philip nodded and pushed Martha back to the hotel.

After returning to the hotel, Martha excused herself and hid in the suite alone.

Of course, these were made up by Juan to make Martha believe his words.

“What? How dare this scumbag do such a thing?!”

Martha cursed angrily, “I was wondering why this guy remained hidden for so long when he’s obviously very rich. It turns out that his money came from illegal sources! Well done, Philip Clarke. How dare he try to make use of my daughter?! What scum!”

The more Martha scolded Philip, the more it filled Juan’s heart with courage.

He said, “Aunt Martha, we must make our move quickly. If we’re late, Philip might already reach his goal. By then, maybe he’d even kick you and Wynn out!”

Hmph!

Martha snorted coldly, her eyebrows twisting with anger as she said, “Philip wants to kick us out? Dream on! With me around, he can’t even think about it!”

“Well then, we’ll start the plan tonight. When Philip returns, you will…”

For the next half an hour, Juan and Martha were inside the suite, laying out the plan in detail.