Crises in Love novel Chapter 167

I walked through the gate of the Wood Manor with my mom. I had been here before, but I was quite young then, so my memories were faint.

"Their grandson?" I asked, puzzled. "What happened? If I remember correctly, the grandson of the Wood family is not much younger than me!"

"You're right," my mom replied. "The Wood family's grandson is only four years younger than you. Jacob Wood, the son of the current generation, has trifled away the family fortune in his hands. And his son is even more hopeless."

"His son’s name is Mason Wood, right?" I turned to my mom. I had some memories of him.

"I remember him. He was a troublemaker from the start. I didn't like him at all. He used to strut around the street, causing trouble everywhere. He even tried to flirt with me once. Dad saw it and scolded him. After that, I went to college and didn't see him anymore."

"Yes, he's a real piece of work. Even his grandfather couldn't do anything with him, not to mention his father! The decision to buy their house was partly because of Mason's trouble, but mostly, it was Old Mr. Wood's doing. Jacob was against selling their house to us and even tried to stop others from doing so."

My mom shook her head and laughed. "Initially, your dad wanted to buy the Wood Manor to complete his blueprint for this side of the street. If he couldn't get it, his plan wouldn't work."

"My dad sure has big ambitions."

My mom laughed. "Yeah, he does. In your dad's mind, he has a grand plan for Oldtown Avenue! The Wood Manor is a key part of his plan. Jacob knew your dad was serious about buying the manor, so he tried to inflate the price.

Your dad, however, is not someone who likes being pushed around. He got angry and stated that he would not buy from the Wood family. The situation was at a stalemate for a while until Mason got into trouble and the Wood family needed money. In the end, the Old Mr. Wood approached your dad to make amends, and that was how we got the house."

"What happened to Mason?" I asked, curious.

"He got involved in some illegal activities," my mom whispered, "Black market organ trading!"

I was shocked and full of disbelief. "Him? Really?"