Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 2

When Harold was still alive, he was the presence of the King of Hell in City W. He had a violent temper, and he could kill people without batting an eye. As long as his name was mentioned, everybody would be scared to death. Although he was dead now, his portrait still exuded a murderous aura that people didn’t dare to look directly at it.

But still, Harold was very handsome!

The black-and-white portrait couldn’t hinder his handsome face and his beautiful eyes. Crystal noticed a mole at the corner of his left eye.

Uncle Howard then said, “Ma’am, please excuse me.”

Crystal nodded. People came and went, and she had been still kneeling in front of the casket. Everyone who came to visit would steal a look of her. It was hard to tell whether they pitied her or were just curious.

nightfall, there were no more people in the mourning

there would be gusts of

making sure that no one. was around, she dared to get up and

stomach growled loudly, as if it

couldn’t help it. After

saliva. Eventually, she went to the altar. and bowed to the portrait. “Sir, I’m sorry, but I haven’t

she reached toward the fruit, a big hand grabbed her wrist

her wit. She closed her eyes, her legs going limp. “I didn’t

she realized that it was a really handsome staff. His voice was also pleasant to the ear. “Who told you to steal my offerings? Don’t you know