Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 695

“Is that so?” Harold raised an eyebrow. “Then I…”

Before he finished his words, the footsteps outside stopped, and someone was puzzled. “What’s the sound inside? I remember that there’s no one here, right?”

“This must be the equipment room… It’s pitch-black. There shouldn’t be anyone here. Are you hallucinating?” “You’re the one who is hallucinating… I must have heard someone talking just now. It’s a girl, and she spoke in a soft voice.”

“F*ck, don’t scare me. I heard that Elvira died. Could it be…”

“She died in the hospital. Why would she come to the equipment room?”

“D*mn it, it’s getting scarier and scarier. Let’s go.”

curious. “Why are you running away? I want to see if that’s a human

curious as the footsteps approached the

at Harold. “It’s all

said, “They heard your voice. Why are you blaming me?”

nervous that there were beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. She said, “If you hadn’t dragged me in…” There was the sound of someone knocking on the

that she clutched Harold’s shirt. “What should we do now? If

not like you can’t date someone. You’re not too

“Harold!”

at the door and her entire body was tense. Suddenly, Harold laughed and bent down

filled with props for the performance, such as costumes, sets, lighting, cue cards…everything was neatly categorized and stacked against the wall, with several boxes piled on top of each other. It was so

found two boxes stacked up to his waist. He helped her sit on top of the boxes, and she nervously held her breath, gripping the expensive fabric of Harold’s

your voice