Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Crystal thought of the rumors that she knew.

It was said that Bonnie hated Harold’s birth mother very much. First, she drove her crazy, and then she drove her to death. Harold’s father did not care about the affairs of the world after his wife

passed away and devoted himself to Buddhism.

It could be said that when Harold was young, no one had taken care of him. He wasn’t Bonnie’s grandson. It was a miracle for him to be in power in the White family.

“What are you thinking about?” Harold raised Crystal’s chin. “You look unhappy.”

Crystal said in a muffled voice, “I’m thinking about the fierce old lady. What if she bullies me?”

Crystal found it strange that she had sympathized with Harold just now.

This man was rich and powerful. She had no right to sympathize with him.

“She won’t,” Harold said. “She won’t dare to lay a finger on you if I’m alive.”

“But you’re

Harold, “…”

get someone to send

and

Harold clicked his tongue.

positive attitude, but she was going to do it again

at her, took out a grey blanket

pink and white, and there was at little flesh on them, which looked particularly soft. There was a thin cocoon on his fingertip, and it left a faint red mark

saw that the screen on the tablet was still on. There was an embroidery pattern on it. Judging from the pattern, it should be a phoenix wearing

peony.

closed the tablet and put it on the table before returning

office, but Harold

of sweet fragrance in the air. He could hear another person’s shallow breathing, as if the sun, the

wake up until half past four. She looked at her phone in a flurry and quickly

panic, he raised his eyebrows and asked, “What’s wrong? Is there a ghost chasing

a resolute and fearless woman. I’m not afraid of ghosts. I’m in a hurry to pick

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