Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

“I can’t let others know that I’m not dead.”

“Hmm…” Crystal thought for a moment. “But why did you bring me in here?”

Harold tutted. “It just came handy.”

Crystal wiggled her body. “Can we go out now…”

Harold pushed open the lid of the casket. He jumped out agilely with the support of only one hand. Crystal’s forehead was covered in sweat. She was so afraid of height and could only seek Harold’s help. “Master White… It’s too high. I’m scared.”

Harold rested his elbow on the side of the casket, looking nonchalant. “What does it have to do with

me?”

Crystal’s eyes sparkled with tears. “But… you brought me in…”

The man remained unmoved. “Oh, I did that, so what?”

bit of strength, “Too much!” It was the first time Harold saw someone dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this little bumpkin had been

looked at her with interest. “It’s not

Crystal immediately perked up.

chuckled. “What

didn’t notice that something was wrong. “They

my

enough to ask, “What should I call you

handsome face was particularly attractive in the flickering

asking her to call him

ears turned red in an

White,” A man suddenly walked out from the shadows. It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says that you’re dead. Our men are

time to attend my own funeral and experience the

then turned around as if

alone in

fell to the

Did he hear wrongly?

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