Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 185

When Kimberly went to the mourning hall, Cyril immediately said, “How long do I have to kneel here?!

D*mn it, I’m like a fool. I’ve had enough…”

“Cyril!” Kimberly quickly said, “What if the guests hear your words?”

“They’ve heard it.” Cyril sneered. “Anyway, the White family will be mine sooner or later. I’m kneeling

here to keep vigil beside Harold’s coffin. It’s disgusting to think about it.”

“That’s enough.” Kimberly caressed her son’s head lovingly and said, “It won’t be long. Bear with it.

Your father cherishes his reputation. If he finds out, he’ll definitely get angry.”

“It’s been so long. Why hasn’t Dad taken over the company yet?” Cyril muttered, “If I were to do it, I

would definitely…”

Clint, who was kneeling next to him, suddenly laughed.

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Cyril instantly turned to look at him. “What are you laughing at?”

“It’s nothing.” Clint knelt straight and said in a cold voice, “I remember something from the past.” Cyril

said, “You’re making fun of me! Clint, I’ve been unhappy with you for a long time. Are you my younger

brother or Harold’s younger brother?”

Kimberly frowned and said, “Clint, apologize to your brother.”

Clint was already used to his mother’s partialness. He apologized and didn’t say a word after that. Cyril

still couldn’t hold back his anger. He said to Kimberly, “Look at your son. He’s always helping others.

Those who don’t know him will think that he’s Harold’s younger brother…”

Kimberly glared at Clint. “It’s not your brother’s fault. You’ve always been on the side of outsiders!”

Clint’s expression didn’t change.

Kimberly was even angrier. “How could I have a son like you! You’re not like me nor your father…” If

she hadn’t been pregnant for ten months, she would have suspected that Clint wasn’t her own

son.

“Okay, okay, Cyril.” Kimberly helped Cyril to his feet and said, “There’s no one else here. Go sit for a

while. I’ve cooked some dessert for you. Drink some.”

Cyril said, “I don’t like to drink that stuff.”

Kimberly was not annoyed and said, “What do you want to eat? I’ll ask the people at the kitchen to

cook for you.”

The two of them walked far away. Clint knelt alone in front of the mourning hall, expressionless.

Crystal was placed on the sofa by Harold, who wrapped her up like a cocoon.

Harold poked her forehead again, and the fever seemed to have subsided a little.

Luke knocked on the door and said, “Master, everyone is waiting for you.”

Harold agreed and was about to get up when Crystal grabbed his hand. The little girl’s soft cheek was

pressed against the back of his hand and her voice was soft like a cat’s. “Where are you going?” She

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wasn’t awake. She just didn’t want Harold to leave, so Harold didn’t answer her. He just said to

Luke, “Go find a pillow.”

Luke didn’t understand, but he still went out. After a while, he came in with a big banana. “… There is

no pillow. I borrowed it from the secretary.”

The banana pillow that had half of its skin peeled off was quite cute. Harold raised his eyebrows and

stuffed the banana pillow into Crystal’s arms. When Crystal was awake, she was not smart. It was

easier to cheat her when she was ill. She obediently fell asleep with the banana in her arms.

Harold stood up and said, “Let’s go.”

Luke couldn’t help laughing. “… Mrs. White is very cute.”

Harold glanced at him indifferently. “Cute?”

Luke hesitated and said, “Yes.”

Harold sneered. “No matter how cute she is, she’s mine.”

Luke was speechless.

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