Joy Quinn also saw Willow Young. Usually, Joy didn’t mind greeting Willow proactively, but today...
The court summons incident had become widely known, and Willow Young turned into the target of everyone’s disdain at school.
Being too close with Willow at this moment, Joy was worried others might think she was also being kept by someone like Willow.
Thus, Joy instinctively averted her gaze, pretending not to see Willow.
But Willow quickly approached Joy.
"Joy, are you getting lunch? Let me help you."
"No need, I can get it myself."
"Then where are you sitting? I’ll save you a seat."
"No need either, honestly sitting anywhere is fine."
These tasks were things Joy usually asked Willow to do for her.
But now, she refused outright.
Joy’s mind was clear to Willow.
Yet, currently, the only one who could help Willow was Joy.
So Willow lowered herself:
"Joy, I know now you look down on me like everyone else, but there’s nothing I can do. If I had a perspective like yours, I wouldn’t have ended up ."
Seeing Joy focused on getting her lunch, still showing no intention to acknowledge her, Willow added:
"Besides, didn’t I meet Franklin Yates through you initially? If this spreads, your reputation will be damaged. So, you have to help me!"
A student saddled with over ten million in debt, receiving countless calls from the court daily, was exhausting.
Of course, her biggest worry was the court failing to retrieve money from her and turning to her parents; then she’d truly be worse off.
Therefore, even if by coercion and threats, she needed Joy Quinn’s help.
And Joy never expected Willow, oblivious to the truth, would dare to threaten her, once tearing their relations apart.
"Did I force you to end up with Franklin Yates? Clearly, it was your greed that led you astray."
"Yes, my greed does bear some responsibility, but had it not been for your introduction to Franklin Yates, my greed would have nowhere to act!"
Joy Quinn was almost exploding with anger.
She had encountered shameless people before, but never someone like Willow.
"Lend me money, or I’ll disclose how you introduced me to Franklin Yates."
Joy took a deep breath: "How much?"
She didn’t want others to know Willow met Franklin through her; otherwise, in their eyes, she’d be equated with a brothel keeper.
"My dad and sister are still in jail; all our family assets were taken away by July Quinn. Where am I supposed to find fifteen million for you? At most, three million."
Her mother had sold all her jewelry and branded bags, adding up to eight million, of which over three hundred thousand was deposited into Joy’s account. Check latest chapters at novel✶fire.net
But knowing the family’s current situation, Joy dared not spend recklessly and kept the money saved.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be convenient for Willow.
"Three million is fine. Transfer the money by this afternoon."
Even a partial return is something; Willow only hoped they’d avoid demanding debts from her parents.
"Fine." Joy Quinn, failing in her deception, felt her whole heart bleeding.
But yielding easily isn’t Joy’s character.
So seeing Willow about to leave, Joy suddenly called her back.
"Willow, have you ever thought about why you’ve become ?"