Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 93

“Let’s eat.” Crystal made a choice without hesitation.

After all, Harold also had a cat. When she went back later, she would look for where the cat was.. Antony brought Crystal back into the store and said to the waitress, “Two of us.”

The waitress nodded and said, “Okay, this way please.”

As she spoke, she led the two of them inside. When they passed by a table, someone suddenly said, “Mr. Evans!”

Antony stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the person who had spoken. “…Lorna.”

Lorna said excitedly, “I thought it was you from a distance, but I didn’t expect it to be you! Mr. Evans, you’re here for dinner as well? Why don’t you join us? The more the merrier.”

Antony was about to turn it down when his sleeve was pulled by Crystal. She stared at the oily chicken wings and almost drooled with envy.

speechless. “This

to be served. Judging from Crystal’s eager expression, she was probably really hungry. Thus, he said, “Okay, sorry

join us,” Lorna hurriedly

glance that they were from noble families. Naturally, they also knew Antony. The only thing they knew was that their family background was not enough to get to know the

chair and placed it beside him. He said

had been looking at the chicken wings. Antony was speechless and gave her

out a wet towel to wipe her hand. “You

their interaction and asked hesitantly, “Is this… your

full of disgust. “This is the

one who came from the countryside and married the dead…” The short-haired girl laughed and

Fairby knew that the Evans family didn’t like this Fifth Miss at all: If it weren’t for Harold’s death, they probably wouldn’t have brought her

“Why

taking her back to the White

Antony would bring Crystal out for dinner. It