Leaving You Bereft (Willow and Julian) novel Chapter 18

Now that autumn was here, the streets had transformed into rivers of fallen leaves.

A fleet of sleek black cars drove into a villa in Brindlewood, making a grand entrance. There were maybe seven or eight in total.

The servants tried to stop them from entering, but how could they hold back over 20 men in black?

An elderly servant was forcibly dragged in front of Willow. He couldn’t stop trembling in fear.

Willow’s eyes were glacial. “Is Catherine Burke home?”

The old servant feigned ignorance, avoiding eye contact and mumbling evasively.

Willow paid him no attention and walked straight into the grand hall. Behind her, Annie and the 20–odd security personnel followed closely.

Catherine was lounging on her sofa enjoying a self–pamper session when she suddenly found herself surrounded.

Startled, she tried to act tough. “What do you think you’re doing? This is trespassing! I’m warning you–it’s illegal!”

“Illegal?”

Willow emerged from within the crowd, a mocking smile tugging at her lips.

“If I remember correctly, Julian and I are still legally married. I am still Mrs. Ziegler, and this house is a joint property in both our

names.”

Willow pointed a finger at Catherine, then at the lavishly decorated hall. “Anything on you that was purchased with Julian’s card

-even your underwear–I have every right to reclaim. All those Dulcet & Co. handbags in your closet, too, fall under our marital

assets. As for this villa, I own half the rights to it. Now, I’m legally asking you to move out. Nothing unreasonable about that, is

there?”

Catherine stomped her foot in fury. “Julian will not let you get away with this.”

Willow’s expression grew frigid. “And until he’s here, I’m not letting you off.”

With that, she picked up a glass vase. Not just any vase–it was a masterpiece by a world–renowned artisan, worth over 40

thousand dollars. And that was just one item–there was no imagining the total value of this extravagantly furnished villa.

She had fought alongside Julian for years, only for another woman to reap the benefits of her labor. What a joke.

In the next second, a loud crash rang through the halls.

The vase shattered into smithereens. The 40 thousand dollars was reduced to nothing but shards on the floor.

Willow’s gaze fell on Catherine. Calmly. She delivered her orders to the black–clad men. “Destroy everything! I don’t want to see a

single trace of this place as it is now.”

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Chapter 18

Catherine shrieked in objection, “You can’t do that! This is my home.”

A sharp slap cut her off.

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