Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Crystal thought of the rumors that she knew.

It was said that Bonnie hated Harold’s birth mother very much. First, she drove her crazy, and then she drove her to death. Harold’s father did not care about the affairs of the world after his wife

passed away and devoted himself to Buddhism.

It could be said that when Harold was young, no one had taken care of him. He wasn’t Bonnie’s grandson. It was a miracle for him to be in power in the White family.

“What are you thinking about?” Harold raised Crystal’s chin. “You look unhappy.”

Crystal said in a muffled voice, “I’m thinking about the fierce old lady. What if she bullies me?”

Crystal found it strange that she had sympathized with Harold just now.

This man was rich and powerful. She had no right to sympathize with him.

“She won’t,” Harold said. “She won’t dare to lay a finger on you if I’m alive.”

“But

Harold, “…”

to send you back to the

obediently. “Go and get busy. I’ll

Harold clicked his tongue.

with a positive attitude, but she was going to

on the sofa. Harold looked up at her, took out a grey

the quilt below Crystal’s chin. The little girl’s cheeks were pink and white, and there was at little flesh on them, which looked particularly soft. There

tablet was still on. There was an embroidery pattern on it. Judging from

peony.

put it on the table before returning

clearly quiet in the office, but Harold

in the air. He could hear another person’s shallow breathing, as if the sun, the moon, and the horse had slowed down

She looked at her phone in a flurry and quickly stood up.

happened to come in from the door. Seeing her panic, he raised his

fearless woman. I’m not afraid of ghosts. I’m in a hurry to

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