Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 247

Crystal said seriously, “I dreamed that I was in the cornfield, and then you came. You asked me if I was

your fiancee. I said yes. Then, you said that I was a little dog, and then I cried, so you took me to eat

ice cream.”

Harold said, “I’ve already brought you to eat ice cream, yet you’re still angry?”

Crystal said, “It doesn’t matter. Although you took me to eat ice cream, you still scolded me.”

This perfect logical theory actually left Harold speechless.

Dana smiled as she brought out the steaming buns. She had prepared the ingredients last night and

made them fresh this morning. Crystal smelled the fragrant smell of the steamed buns and immediately

forgot everything. She picked up a small steamed bun and started to eat.

Dana quickly said, “Hey, hey, hey…”

Before she could finish her words, Crystal had already covered her mouth. “It’s so hot!”

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Harold said, “It was just brought out from the pot. It would be strange if it wasn’t hot.”

He got up from the chair, pinched Crystal’s chin, and asked her to raise her head. He frowned and said,

“Open your mouth and let me see if you’re burnt.”

Crystal obediently opened her mouth to show him.

Her lips were plump and moist, and her lower lip was slightly thicker, like petals, with a tender red color.

She looked very beautiful. Maybe there was no candy for her when she was a child, so her teeth were

very healthy like shells, crystal clear and white.

The morning sun came in through the window. Harold leaned over to look at her mouth and saw that

the tip of her tongue was a little bit red. It was fine, and there was no burn. She asked Dana to bring a

small ice cube and put it into her mouth to let her hold it for a while. “It’s okay. It won’t hurt. anymore

after a while.”

Crystal asked vaguely, “How long do I have to wait… I’m hungry…”

Harold said, “You still want to eat when you can’t even talk properly?”

Crystal frowned. “Hungry!”

Two minutes later, Harold asked her to spit out the ice and checked it again. “Does it still hurt?”

Crystal licked her lips. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

There were only the steamed buns in her eyes. She forgot the pain after her scars were healed and ate

while fanning herself. Those who didn’t know would think that Harold usually didn’t give her

food.

After breakfast, Harold sent Crystal to the studio. As soon as Crystal entered the studio, she saw

Christy.

Christy greeted her warmly and said, “Miss Evans, you’re here.”

Crystal didn’t know what Christy was up to. After a pause, she asked, “What’s the matter, Master

Bolton?”

Christy said, “I’ve got someone to place a lock at your office. It’s a fingerprint lock. Go set the

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fingerprints.”

Confused, Crystal asked, “Why did you place a lock there?”

Christy looked at the other people in the studio and said, “I have a lot of people here. I can’t guarantee

that no one has bad intentions, can I? Mrs. Mcadams attached great importance to this dress, so I think

it’s better to be locked so you can rest assured. You haven’t entered this circle and don’t know the dirty

things inside. It’s inevitable that some people will be jealous and want to destroy your painstaking

efforts.”

Crystal was a little confused.

How could Christy be so kind?

Aletta said with a smile, “Miss Evans, I’m jealous of you. Miss Bolton is so considerate of you.”

“Thank you, Master Bolton.” Crystal thanked her. They walked to the door of the office together. The

workers had already installed the lock on the door. Crystal went to set the fingerprints and turned to

say, “Anaya, you should also set it, or it will be inconvenient for you to go in and out.”

Anaya was stunned. She pursed her lips and then said, “Okay…”

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