Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 979

Chapter 979

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the private room opened. It was Harold.

Crystal closed her mouth and acted as if she was invisible. She listened to Harold and Mr. Lawson talking about business, but it didn't seem to be so smooth. Crystal always felt that Harold was in a bad mood.

—But what did this have to do with her?

Crystal was full and leaned against the chair to chill. The twins had been peeping at her.

The younger sister whispered, "Sister... Miss Ramsey is so beautiful. Do we really have a chance?"

The elder sister glanced at Crystal's smooth skin under the light. Crystal's profile was well-defined. She was still very good-looking even under such light. She pursed her lips and said, "Ever since ancient times, the mistress may not be as good-looking as the legal wife. Men just want to look for new people who make them feel interested."

The younger sister took another look at Crystal and saw that she was looking down. The shadow of her eyelashes fell on the bottom of her eyes, making her eyes look deeper and darker. Her eyes were darker than ordinary people's, making her skin look paler. She looked like a statue of ice and snow glaze.

"Sister," she whispered, "do you think..."

"What?"

The younger sister said, "What she said before seemed to describe herself."

"..." Her sister was stunned.

It was clear that the person in front of her had nothing to do with purity and gentleness, but after listening to her sister's words, she really felt that the image that was outlined by just a few words was similar to that of the person leaning on the back of the chair.

After the meal, Mr. Lawson left with the twins. Obviously, he had made up his mind and planned to do it again next time. When he left, he winked at Crystal. Crystal,"..."

Crystal had no choice but to reply with a forced smile.

Crystal said sincerely, "Only Master White can give me what I want."

The corner of Harold's lips inexplicably curled up.

He looked very handsome. When he smiled, his eyes were curved, and the black mole under the corner of his eyes was like a stone thrown into someone's heart. In an instant, it could make one go out of control.

But the man's tone was completely different from the gentleness he showed. He said coldly, "Then you're going to be disappointed."

"I don't like a woman like you."

Crystal was not discouraged. "You haven't tried to be with me, Master White. How could you know that you don't like someone like me?"

Harold asked, "How do you know I haven't been with you before?"