CHAPTER 662: CHAPTER 662: HIS PHONE CALL

The salesperson quickly packed the store’s most expensive set of skincare products for Franklin Yates, "A total of 4.08 million."

Although Franklin Yates felt a pang of pain, he still took out his bank card to pay.

But the salesperson did not directly take his bank card, "Sir, it’s like this. Our store is membership-based, and you need a membership card to make a purchase."

"So troublesome?" Franklin Yates frowned slightly.

"Actually, it’s not too bad. You just need to sign your name on our authorization card to open one."

The salesperson said as she took out an authorization form and a pen and handed them to Franklin Yates.

"Why don’t you sign it? It will be convenient for you to buy products in the future."

Franklin Yates handed the pen to Nora Cole.

Before Nora Cole could say anything, the salesperson added, "Sorry sir, the membership card can only be held by the purchaser."

Nora Cole gave Franklin Yates a helpless look.

Franklin Yates frowned, "Why is the rule so bizarre?"

"Since we deal with high-end products here, our rules are naturally different from those of ordinary market products."

With those words, Franklin Yates skimmed through two pages of the authorization form.

The content was quite similar to that of other products’ authorization forms.

At this moment, Franklin Yates’s phone rang.

He took out his phone and saw it was Willow Young calling.

In front of his wife, he dared not answer Willow Young’s call and could only hang up.

But Willow Young seemed to counter him, calling again shortly after he hung up.

Just as Franklin Yates was about to hang up again, Nora Cole’s voice suddenly came from the side, "Who’s looking for you?"

Even though Franklin Yates was sure he had covered it well enough, and Nora Cole could not have seen what was displayed on his phone screen, he still felt inexplicably nervous.

"The company is urging me to return."

He hurriedly lied to his wife while grabbing a nearby pen, quickly leaving his signature on the paper, and then swiftly checked out.

So flustered was he that he didn’t even notice the obvious sigh of relief from both his wife and the salesperson when he signed his name.

"Okay, I have to go back to the company to handle some things first. Go home and prepare my luggage for me. I might have to go on a business trip tonight."

In fact, Franklin Yates had no intention of going on a business trip.

The company matters he could handle were already taken care of.

The rest were postponed to a week later.

During this free week, he planned to take Willow Young abroad for a trip.

This girl was quite clean, which endeared her to him.

Not only was he generous with her, but he also tried to fulfill all her requests.

This overseas trip was Willow Young’s idea.

So Franklin Yates decided to indulge her.

This time, Willow Young called him, probably to ask about their destination country.

Although the young girl was a bit noisy, her vibrant youth made up for it.

Despite finding her annoying, Franklin Yates was preoccupied with thoughts of her body.

So much so, he wished to dive right into her embrace and get intimately acquainted, inside and out.

With this thought, he could no longer face his wife’s meticulously maintained, yet no longer youthful, face.

In a hurry, after handing the purchased skincare to her, Franklin Yates left.

Because he left so hastily, he didn’t notice that his wife, instead of leaving the counter, entered the store’s lounge.

Inside the lounge, Nora Cole’s good friend, June Joyce, was pacing back and forth.

Seeing Nora Cole come in, June Joyce quickly went up and asked, "How about it, did you get the signature?"