Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 961

Let's not talk about anything else. Just by looking at Harold's appearance, it could really be said that he was charming.

Crystal's lips were stained with blood, making her even more beautiful. She stuck out her tongue and licked the little bit of blood. She leaned in Harold’s ear and said, "Master White, your blood is so sweet."

Crystal's slender neck was held by the man's well-defined hand, and she was pressed back to the table. Harold's face was cold. "Did I allow you to touch me?"

"It's delicious. I can't help it." Crystal's shoulders trembled with laughter. "If you feel that you're at a disadvantage, why don’t you bite me back?"

Harold snorted, loosened his grip, and said coldly, "Go and send her away."

He did not intend to take Crystal's life. In fact, he did not have much strength in his hands, but Crystal's skin was too delicate. In such a short while, several red fingerprints had been left on her long and white neck.

Crystal took the table mirror and looked at her neck. She cursed him in her heart, then held her arm and said, "Master White, are you afraid that your fiancee will find out that you have an affair with me?"

Harold said, "You're the one who should be afraid."

"I heard that both of you were arranged to be married by your parents. Miss Evans is the apple of the Evans family's eye. What if she finds out that you're cheating on her?" Crystal seemed to be truly worried about Harold. "I heard that this kind of delicate young lady has a bad temper. What if she gets angry and gives Master White a slap on the spot?"

Crystal was just talking nonsense. She knew very well how Dora was trying to butter up to Harold. Even if Harold brought his affair back to the White family and asked Dora to serve her, she would still be able to endure it.

The only thing that made Crystal look at Dora with new eyes was her patience. She could lower herself and do small things for what she wanted. If she was not too stupid, she would be a big shot. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Harold didn't mind, but Crystal did. She had already aroused Dora's suspicion. Now that Dora had seen her together with Harold, she would definitely act like a mad dog. There was no need to make trouble for herself.

Crystal casually picked up a shoulder-length cloak and put it on her shoulder, covering the fingerprints. Then she opened the door of the storage cabinet and pushed Harold into it. Harold grabbed her wrist and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The legal wife has come knocking on the door. Of course, the adulterer has to hide." Crystal smiled slightly. "I'm sorry, Master White."

After that, she closed the door of the storage cabinet, blocking Harold's cold gaze.

After hiding him, Crystal slowly opened the glass door and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Evans. I just received another call... Now we can talk about the cheongsam design you want."

Dora had been suspicious for a long time. The moment Crystal opened the door, she began to look at the small space inside. Indeed, as Crystal said, there were a lot of things in it. Although it looked clean, it was very likely to dirty her clothes, and...

There was only Crystal inside.

Dora immediately put away her doubts and said with a smile, "Okay."

Crystal followed Dora to the outer room. Harold opened the cabinet door and walked out, sitting on the swivel chair in front of the desk.

He crossed his legs in a casual manner. Those who didn't know would think that he was in his office.

Probably because the studio had just opened, a lot of materials had not been sorted out. They were piled up on the table in a mess. Harold looked down and saw a proposal. The signature was Poppy's name. It was well-written and flamboyant