Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Christy had specially dressed up today and was dressed in a high-cut cheongsam. Her makeup was

exquisite. Aletta, her student, came in and said with a smile, “Miss Bolton, she’s just a brat. You don’t

have to be so solemn, do you?”

Christy, on the other hand, said, “I saw her cheongsam. It is indeed the Bolton Clan’s embroidery

technique. This girl is not simple.”

Aletta had been with Christy for three or four years. Aletta claimed that she was Christy’s disciple, but

Christy refused to teach her the Bolton Clan embroidery technique, so she still didn’t understand the

mystery behind it. Hearing Christy’s words, she tentatively asked, “Are you willing to… accept her as a

disciple?”

Christy sneered.

Accept her as a disciple?

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She could now conclude that Crystal had something to do with that person. As long as it threatened her

status, she would never keep Crystal alive.

“Have all the bodyguards been arranged?” Christy asked.

Aletta said, “It has been arranged.”

“Let’s go,” Christy said.

Aletta was a little speechless and said, “Does she know your identity? Why did she arrange the

meeting place in the food stall…”

“It doesn’t matter.” Christy looked at the tall buildings outside the window.

No matter where the appointment was, Crystal would not be able to escape tonight.

It was already past seven o’clock when Christy and Aletta arrived at the food stall. Aletta saw Crystal at

a glance because she was the only one wandering at the door. It was obvious that she was waiting for

someone.

“Miss Evans.” Aletta smiled warmly. “Hello, I’m Master Bolton’s student. My name is Aletta Sutton.”

“Hello.” Crystal looked at Christy. “Nice to meet you, Master Bolton.”

Christy gave a gentle smile and said, “You’re really formidable. From the looks of the embroidery

technique, I thought it would take at least tens of years to master the technique. However, you are so

young.”

Crystal said, “You flatter me.”

“Then…” Christy clenched the drug in her hand and said softly, “Shall we go in?”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Crystal said. “My brother is coming as well.”

Christy paused. “Your brother?”

Originally, she had planned to drug Crystal in the drink and let the bodyguards take her away. But now,

there was an unexpected person…

“But it doesn’t matter, Christy thought. She could just knock out one more person.”

“He’s here!” Crystal’s eyes lit up. She jumped up and waved her hand. “I’m here!”

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Christy turned her head and saw a group of tall men with long legs walking over together with wine in

their hands. All of them looked like they were full of muscle.

Behind this group of people was a skinny boy with a school bag and glasses. His gloomy temperament

was exactly the same as Crystal’s. Christy looked at him with contempt.

A skinny and weak man like him would be easy to knock down, and it would not affect her plan.

Crystal turned to look at Christy. “Master Bolton, don’t you mind having more people to eat together?”

Christy smiled. “Of course not. Bring your brother along.”

Crystal nodded, and then Christy saw the group of big men stop at the door. They pushed a bald man

to the front and he said with a smile, “Didn’t you call her your sister just now? Are you shy now?”

Christy realized that something was wrong. She looked at the skinny boy walking on the other side of

the road. She took a deep breath, looked at Crystal, and asked, “… Which one is your brother?”

Crystal looked at the men in front of her, who were fighting over each other to call her sister. Then, she

hesitated for a moment and said, “… They are all my brothers.”

Christy was speechless.

Christy almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

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