Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 415

Since it was Young Master Shamus’s wedding, the invitation had naturally been sent to Harold’s place. However, whether Harold wanted to go or not depended entirely on his mood. The Shamus Family only treated him with the utmost courtesy. They didn’t think that Harold would really go. Crystal got up early in the morning to dress up. She also tried to do her makeup, and finally washed her face while Harold watched her with his difficult eyes.

She sat down on the chair dejectedly. “Why don’t I use a hair clip to keep my hair…”

Harold said, “You already look pretty.”

Crystal said, “Really? But Antony said that my hairstyle is very smart.”

Harold’s expression didn’t change. “That’s the aesthetic standard of a straight man. He doesn’t know how to appreciate it. I think you’re very pretty.”

Crystal combed her hair and said, “Okay, I’ll listen to you. But will you attend the wedding today?” Harold asked, “Aren’t you going in the name of Mrs. White?”

by Brother Leroy. Antony will come to pick me up later… But it’s quite strange. Yesterday, Christy actually asked me if I needed

picked up the phone and heard Luke’s voice on the other end. “Mr. White, there’s something wrong with the business in the south of the city. The Lyndon family is causing us trouble. Jeremy is always hard to deal with… We might

and I have always stayed out of each other’s business. Why

raised her head and looked at him. “What’s

“You go with Antony first. I have something to deal with

Crystal nodded. “Okay.”

and Harold’s voice instantly became

Land. It was Paul who sent Crystal out. When she got out of the car, she saw Antony’s gloomy face. Crystal asked curiously, “What’s wrong with you?” “What’s wrong with me?” Antony’s voice was full of sarcasm. “I picked up my sister, but I couldn’t even get in. What do you

duty-bound guard and said, “What’s the difference between whether you can enter or

expected, you’re siding with

tone anymore and said, “Didn’t you always say that I’m not your sister? That we aren’t

my sister, would I