Franklin Yates was just making a phone call.
July Quinn had stayed at The Cole Family’s home for a few days before and had met Franklin Yates a few times, so she was somewhat familiar and was about to go up and greet him.
Unexpectedly, after finishing the call, Franklin Yates quickly walked to the corner and wrapped his arm around a woman’s waist.
July Quinn didn’t see the woman’s face, but her steps halted.
Because Shelly Cole’s mother wasn’t this thin.
"Franklin, don’t tell me your old hag at home wants you back there again?"
The woman clung to Franklin Yates, her voice intentionally flirty.
"Tonight is my birthday, my father-in-law is hosting a banquet at home and inviting relatives and friends. So, sweetheart, I’m sorry. You’ll have to endure being alone again tonight."
Franklin Yates said, kissing the woman a few times.
But the woman was insistent and turned her face away: "How many nights have you not properly accompanied me?"
"I know I’m to blame, but there’s nothing I can do. I can’t refuse my father-in-law’s kind gesture, right?" For original chapters go to n0velfire.net
Franklin Yates lowered his voice, clearly with an appeasing tone.
But even so, the woman was relentless: "But have you ever thought about how lonely I am at home alone?"
"I know, I know. How about today you buy whatever you want, I’ll comply, okay?"
After Franklin Yates said this, the woman suddenly changed her attitude.
She not only showed a smile to Franklin Yates but also intimately rubbed her soft body against his arm.
"Then buy me that new Hermes bag, I really like the sapphire blue one."
Such physical flattery seemed to put Franklin Yates in a great mood, so he promptly replied:
"No problem, it’s just a bag, right? Let’s go buy it now."
The woman excitedly jumped into Franklin Yates’s arms, "Franklin, I really love you."
"If you love me, you’d better show it the night after tomorrow."
Franklin Yates casually pinched her side, seeming to use considerable force.
Yet the woman still beamed with a bright smile and kissed Franklin Yates on the lips, "Of course..."
Soon, the woman happily dragged Franklin Yates off to buy the bag.
Watching the two leave, July Quinn couldn’t snap back to reality.
If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have known that Franklin Yates, who usually appeared solemn and gentlemanly in front of his family, could cajole a woman so sweetly and even pinch her waist, mixing tenderness with aggression...
But what shocked July Quinn more than Franklin Yates was that the woman who performed an almost indecently intimate scene with him was Willow Young, a classmate of hers and Shelly Cole.
For a moment, the information was so overwhelming that July Quinn was left speechless.
At that moment, her phone rang.
"July, are you done in the restroom? I’ve picked out several bags and am waiting for you to help me decide."
July Quinn quickly replied, "I’ll be right there."
A few minutes later, July Quinn arrived at the shelf where Shelly Cole was.
Shelly Cole was holding several laptop bags she had her eye on, showing them off playfully.
"July, do you think this one looks nice, or this one?"
The bags were either dark brown or black.
July Quinn looked at the business bags Shelly Cole was considering, but all she could picture was Franklin Yates’s lecherous look when he pinched Willow Young’s waist, so she casually pointed at the only yellow business bag on the shelf.
"I think that one suits better."