The First Heir
Chapter 1986

Chapter 1986

Martha looked over. The four dogs had their tongues out, looking ferocious. They all stared fixedly at her!

Woof, woof!

With a series of barks, the four pit bulls wanted to rush over to bite Martha. She was so scared that she struggled and cried as she tried to run.

Fat Aunt pulled the leashes in her hand and ordered, “Lucky, sit down!”

The four pit bulls sat down in unison.

Martha was about to kneel in fright. Her face was full of tears as she wailed, “I don’t want to live here. I’m scared of dogs. Save me.”

However, her screaming was to no avail.

Fat Aunt looked at Martha and said with a smile, “I get it I’ll make arrangements for this person.”

The maid nodded with a smile before she turned and left.

Soon, only Fat Aunt and Martha remained, as well as four pit bulls that kept stickng their tongues out and staring at Martha.

Martha stood remained in the same spot, trembling all over. She did not dare to move. She was extremely flustered. These four dogs looked like hellhounds. They were so fierce.

Fat Aunt glanced at Martha and said, “Since you’re here, you have to listen to me. First, go to the front lawn and clean up the dogs’ poop. Later, we’ll feed Lucky. I’ll teach you.”

After saying that, Fat Aunt took out the poop-shoveling tool and threw it to Martha.

Martha grabbed it in her hand, looked at it, and immediately threw it on the ground. She yelled, “Pick up poop? Are you crazy? I’m Martha Yates. You should ask around. I’m your young master‘s mother-in- law. How dare you ask me to pick up dog sh*t? Just you wait, I’ll have my son-in-law fire you right away!”

Hearing this, Fat Aunt’s face darkened and she sneered, “What did you say? You’re the mother-in-law of our young master? Someone like you? Pah! Let me tell you, everyone wants to be the mother-in-law of our young master here. Just look at you. Are you worthy?”

“Quickly, buck up and clean up the sh*t. Otherwise, you won’t get any food today!”

Fat Aunt said viciously with a murderous expression in her eyes. The four pit bulls in front of her also barked at Martha.

This terrified Martha. She quickly shouted, “I won’t do it, not even if I die! Just you wait, I’ll look for my daughter now. I’ll get my daughter to teach you a lesson!”

Martha knew that Philip would listen to Wynn.

Smack!

Suddenly, Fat Aunt slapped Martha’s face fiercely and scolded, “Are you doing it or not?!”

Martha was stunned. She covered her face, glared at the other party angrily, and wanted to scratch her. However, with Fat Aunt’s body size, Martha was not a match for her. Very soon, the other party pinned her to the ground and slapped her viciously.

“Hey, guys, beat her up! Beat her until she obeys! How dare you have a temper when you come to us? You’re asking for a beating! You even dare to say that you’re the young master’s mother-in-law?! Phooey!”

Fat Aunt rolled up her sleeves and yelled.

Immediately, several middle-aged women came out of the house, all of them looking fierce.

When Martha saw these people roll up their sleeves and rush toward her, she was creeped out and hurriedly tried to escape. However, how could she get away?

“Beat her!”

At Fat Aunt’s command, five or six middle-aged women used all their strength to slap Martha across her face, pull her hair, and pinch her flesh.

The entire villa was full of Martha’s screams. After a while, she was in rags and looked unkempt with bruises all over her face. She stood on the front lawn wearing gloves and obediently but resentfully picked up dog sh*t.

The wicked would suffer wickedness in turn. This had never changed since ancient times.

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Back to Philip’s side. At this moment, he took a yacht and boarded a subsidiary island a few nautical miles away from Arcadia Island.

This was his mother’s mausoleum.

‘Mom, I’m home…’