Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 755

When Harold White walked out of the iron gates of his villa, it was already dusk. It was 9 o'clock in the evening, the busiest and most bustling time in the city. Far in the distance, the traffic on the overpass flowed like a river, neon lights flickered, and the bustling atmosphere of the city overwhelmed the coldness of the basement.

Standing in the cold autumn wind, he took a deep breath and lit a cigarette.

"Do you believe Leo's words?" Luke asked in a low voice.

Harold did not answer the question. He took a drag from his cigarette as the nicotine and tar mixing and rolling through his lungs, but it still couldn't calm the bone-chilling cold. He threw away the cigarette and shoved his hands into his coat pockets, saying, "Let's go back."

Luke didn't say anything more. He went forward to open the door and drove in the direction of Flower Land. When they passed through a downtown area full of shops, Harold suddenly said, "Send Leo away."

"Send him to a place where I will never see him again."

shocked. "But

back in his seat, and said calmly,

don't want to kill

road, and Harold White didn't arrive at Flower Land until 11 o'clock. He wasn't surprised to find the room in complete darkness, knowing that Crystal was probably already asleep. However, before he could turn on the lights, he heard the voice of the young girl. "Why did you take so long to come back? I've been waiting

seemed to dissipate with this warmth. He smiled and picked

and rested her head on his shoulder, saying, "I think I've caught the 'can't sleep without a partner' illness too... Hmm, don’t turn on the lights. Let's

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are not allowed to

kept his mouth shut and steadily carried her to the second floor in the darkness. When they reached the big balcony, Crystal

raised his eyebrows slightly and walked into the balcony. The wind outside blew in with the faint fragrance of flowers in the garden. Crystal cleared her throat and said seriously with her hands clasped behind her back, "Harold, do you know what day

bright moonlight outlined the little girl's long and delicate eyelashes and her red and plump lips. Such a serious expression was really cute. Harold curved his lips into a smile and said, "Your first year in college?" Crystal said, "Why should I commemorate this kind of

know." She coughed