Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 954

"Poppy..." Anselm was like a puppy abandoned by its master. His voice was lowered as he said in a low voice, "I snuck over to Hallbury just to meet you and talk to you. I'm going to go back soon, or else my manager will definitely scold me. Can you open the door? I'll go after taking a look at you..."

Crystal sighed in her heart.

Don't love me. There won't be a good ending. I'm just a legend.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded. "Who are you looking for?"

Anselm was stupefied.

About two or three seconds later, the tall white boy standing outside the door blushed and stammered, "I, I'm sorry. I thought..."

He thought that Crystal was inside, but it was a man, and he had said so many disgusting words to others...

embarrassed. He didn't know what to do at all. He said in a random manner,

there was a burst

relief and looked

"When I first came back, people kept telling me that the person I couldn't offend the most in City W was

three seconds,

an ice-cold solid wooden door, and in front of her was an iron wall made of hot flesh and blood. Now Harold's momentum was even more oppressive than two years

was right. It was not

did Harold have a complicated relationship, but he was also a special forces soldier. In his era, no one dared to challenge

that even if she got a chance to get close to

Crystal tilted her head slightly. "What's

and long eyelashes hung down. After two years, she could no longer see any true emotions in those eyes. They were

was forced to raise it. In fact, it was a very frivolous

only Crystal could see the faint sneer on his face.

Crystal was speechless.