Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 751

"... After being questioned for so long, he only revealed the truth yesterday." Luke stood beside Harold and said in a low voice, "I'm incompetent."

"It has nothing to do with you." Harold's face was particularly cold and indifferent on the late autumn day, like a thin layer of ice condensed from water vapor, sealing up the reality under it, making it difficult for others to pry into his emotions. "It's not easy to get Leo to spill it."

Luke stepped forward and opened the door. It was a garden villa, which was located in a remote place. What attracted others the most was the peace they could get, but it also meant that it was inconvenient for people to go around. There were very few people.

At this time, it was already evening. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky in a dazzling color. The rusty iron gate made a "creak" sound, revealing the withered flowers and plants in the courtyard. The fallen leaves piled up layer by layer, showing the bleakness of autumn.

was old, rotten, and showed its owner's wealth. After all, although the place was remote, the house price was not low. Many poor people who had

a click, the chandelier was turned on. Luke pulled open a floor that looked no different from the surroundings, revealing a staircase leading

answered

surrounded by cement red bricks. The moisture and cold

the person who was tied to the shelf and was injured was particularly conspicuous. Wisps of bloody smell came out, mixed with the

heard that you're finally willing to reveal

hadn't had a good rest during this period of time, and he was always in endless pain. His face was terribly pale, and he had already revealed a dead look. Especially his eyes, which were wide open, were full of fine blood, and his eyeballs were gray as if they didn't have a focus. But the moment he saw Harold, a