Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 953

"...Master White!" Dora cried out in surprise. She took a few steps over and frowned. "...Your clothes are all wet."

The accusation in her words was so obvious that anyone could hear it.

Harold was wearing a black suit jacket today. It was not obvious after being soaked in the wine, but his white shirt was stained. It clung to his body, forming a beautiful and well-proportioned outline of his muscles.

He looked at Crystal indifferently.

Crystal exclaimed, "Why don't... I wipe it for you?"

Dora suppressed her temper and said, "There's no need, Miss Ramsey. I'll take care of it for my fiance." Subconsciously, she didn't want this woman named Poppy to have too much contact with Harold. It would be best if they didn't even meet.

as Crystal back then. Although this person was already

very afraid that Harold would

what made her feel at ease was that Harold did not even look Crystal in the eye. He merely said

to him.

Dora and smiled. "It seems that you like your fiance a

naturally realized that she had lost her composure earlier. She forced a smile and said, "...Isn't everyone like this

I'd like to give

to chase after her. She casually waved her hand at Dora and entered the crowd while holding

the change of clothes. Harold unbuttoned his shirt. Just as he was about to take off his shirt, he heard a click. The door of the lounge was

Harold."..."

the girl at the

shirt that could no longer be worn on the sofa. She took out her mobile phone and