CHAPTER 671: CHAPTER 671: THE TIDE HAS TURNED

"Who are you? How are you in my house?" Franklin Yates first asked the soul-searching question.

"This is my house, and I’m asking you why you’re at my door!" The man’s tone was even more assertive than Franklin Yates’.

"How could this possibly be your house? This is the house I bought for Willow! By the way, where is Willow? Tell her to get out here!"

Thinking that this might be the man Willow had found on the side, Franklin Yates was even more incensed.

He even decided that he would throw out that ungrateful woman later, sell the house to cash in tomorrow, and seize the opportunity to make a comeback.

But unexpectedly, the man’s reply was, "There’s no Willow here."

"How could that be?" Franklin Yates repeatedly checked the house number and found that he didn’t make a mistake.

Just then, another unfamiliar woman walked out from the house.

She looked like she was the wife of the man from before.

"Willow? You’re looking for the previous owner, right?"

"What previous owner? You mean to say Willow has already sold this house?"

"Yes, we completed the transfer procedures three days ago, and today she told us we could move in right away."

"That damn woman, the house was bought by me, and she sold it without my permission!"

Franklin Yates cursed furiously.

But unfortunately, the new owner’s husband was even more forceful: "This is a problem between you two. The house is now under our name, please leave immediately, or I won’t be so polite."

Already having taken a beating today, Franklin Yates simply couldn’t endure another and left dejectedly.

He tried contacting Willow again, but that damn woman had actually blocked his number.

With no options left, Franklin Yates could only contact his other women.

But it seemed that they all knew about his recent fall from grace, as when he went to see them, they were almost all gone.

At this point, Franklin Yates finally realized that he had truly lost everything.

In just one day, he had aged quite a bit.

*

On the other side, after selling off the house and receiving a large sum of money, Willow fearfully moved back to her school dormitory to avoid being found by Franklin Yates.

Of course, she didn’t forget to spend some of her large savings on some exquisite jewelry.

Just as she was returning from the mall, she ran into Howard Lynch driving to pick up Joy Quinn, and she hurriedly went over to greet them.

"Hello, cousin!"

Willow was the first to greet Howard Lynch.

Howard, being young and energetic, greatly enjoyed being doted on by other young girls, so he smiled back at her: "Hello."

However, Joy Quinn’s expression changed slightly: "Willow, why are you back at school at this time?"

Joy only knew that during this period, Willow was being taken care of by Franklin Yates and lived elsewhere.

At this time, she basically wouldn’t return to school.

Therefore, when Howard said he was taking her and Meridia from the language association out for dinner with colleagues, Joy Quinn chose this time.

Unexpectedly, they ran straight into Willow.

"I’m going back to the dorm." Willow’s thoughts were entirely on Howard, not noticing Joy Quinn’s expression at all.

"By the way, where are you cousins off to, can I tag along?"

"We’re going to..." Joy Quinn was about to refuse for Howard.

Unexpectedly, Howard spoke up first: "We’re having dinner with colleagues from the association, if you want to come, you can."

This girl’s grades were no match for his cousin’s, so Howard wasn’t at all worried about her stealing his cousin’s spotlight.

But what he didn’t know was that he had become a target.

"In that case, I’ll defer to your gracious offer."

Willow immediately got into the car.

Joy Quinn was so angry she clutched tightly at the hem of her skirt.