Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 8

The woman looked so grimaced.

The White family was a noble and powerful family, and the person who was in charge of attending the deceased had sneaked away to sleep. If this got out, people would gossip a lot.

Crystal was still drowsy. She had no idea who this woman was.

She just felt that the members of the White family were all fierce!

The help next to her prompted her, “Ma’am, this is Master White’s uncle’s wife. You should call her Mrs. White.”

Then, Crystal finally knew who the person in front of her was.

Harold was the eldest son of the White family’s main branch. His mother had passed away when he was just a little boy. His father had become a monk out of grief and no longer bothered with the affairs of the family. Harold had an uncle who had two sons and a daughter. The woman standing here was his uncle’s wife, Freda Garcia.

her voice turned even grumpier. “Didn’t the Evans teach you etiquette? Or do you think that the White family is a countryside household, and

the family punishment

one dared to move. Someone went up to Freda

at the help. “It’s just a trivial matter, and I can’t say anything

didn’t dare to

head position of the White family would belong

to linger. In less than five minutes, she came back with a thick ruler and handed it to Freda.

of Crystal’s hands and feet, making

let you learn your lesson. When you come to

looked at the thick stick.

this kind of stick. Sometimes, it was because she didn’t finish her chores before nightfall. Sometimes, it was because she didn’t feed the pigs. And, because she was a girl, the people in the village always laughed at her grandmother. It made the old woman so mad she would

half a month to recover. Her parents didn’t care about her. They didn’t even get her any medicine. Her brother often laughed at her. In short, she had spent her

Freda asked, “Tell me, how did you get to this

the White family’s residence yesterday, so