Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 800

Perhaps because this beach was well-preserved and few people came here, Crystal was able to quickly gather a large pile of beautiful seashells. She was wearing a T-shirt that belonged to Harold, which she used to scoop up the shells by tucking the hem into a makeshift pouch. When she saw Harold approach, she eagerly showed off her treasure while exclaiming. “Ta-da! Look!”

Harold looked down at the coconut juice in her hand, but Crystal didn’t take it. She simply sat on the beach, took a sip of it from his hand, picked up a shell, and asked, “Do you know this?”

“It’s a rare-spined murex,” Harold said. “The one next to it is a pearl oyster.”

Crystal’s eyes sparkled. “You even know the seashells.”

Harold said, “Just a little bit.”

Crystal remembered the last time this person talked to her about astrology, and he had said that he only knew a little bit about it. She made a face and replied, “I only know one.”

favorite one and said, “This is a sea snail, isn’t

“Yes.”

the sea breeze, Larry saw the two of them talking together. He thought they were talking about something, so he pricked up his ears and learned that Harold was teaching Crystal how to appreciate the shells. Harold’s posture made Larry see the

seashell species that Crystal had picked up. He even sorted out a few clam and oyster shells from the

worried that he would drown

be a little different from that of ordinary people. For example, she knew that Larry was known for his good surfing skills, but she was still

eyes of this little girl, death was the most terrible thing. Everything

far away before he picked up the call. It was from Luke. He was a little short of breath

“What’s wrong?”

strike of someone’s knife. It was a neat and tidy action. I have just received the news and have already sent someone to investigate

slightly