Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 390

The White family, Silent Temple.

A gust of wind blew, and the oil lamp in the Buddha Hall shook.

Antonio, who was kneeling on the futon, opened his eyes, closed the window, and added oil to the oil

lamp.

“In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty years have passed.” Antonio’s fingertips brushed across the

characters on the spirit tablet. The words “Leilani” had become dim due to years of caressing. He closed

his eyes and said, “But do you think that twenty years has been a very long time?”

“But after such a long time, I still haven’t forgotten you.”

“Leilani.” Antonio smiled. “You hate me so much. I’m sure you haven’t reincarnated yet.”

It was silent in the Buddha Hall. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The expression on Antonio’s

face faded as he said, “Come in.”

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The servant bowed her head and walked into the Buddha Hall. She said softly, “There was an explosion

in Tong Xin amusement park today. It was Logan’s daughter who was killed.” “Eldest Young Master does

not allow his men to spread a word about that, and everywhere is heavily guarded. We can’t get any

more information other than that, but we roughly know that the reason for her death was because of the

Evans family’s Fifth Miss.”

Antonio was silent for a long time before he said, “Chloe is a scourge. Her daughter is also a Scourge.

“It’s a pity that the person I sent out back then didn’t take the little b*tch’s life.” Antonio knelt down on the

futon again. The sound of the wooden fish could be heard. It was obviously the most peaceful Buddha

Hall, but it was filled with a murderous aura at this moment.

The servant didn’t dare to breathe. She lowered her head and stood aside, waiting for Antonio’s orders.

“That Taoist.” Antonio asked lightly, “Have you dealt with him?”

“Yes, it has been dealt with.” The servant answered cautiously, “I promise there is no trace left behind.”

Antonio smiled and said, “That son of mine has an extraordinary fate. I have already helped him. once

for the sake of our relationship. If Crystal was buried alive by the Old Madam, it would be all settled. It’s a

pity that he didn’t appreciate it.”

The servant didn’t dare to judge the relationship between the father and son, so she could only remain

silent and reduce her presence.

“He’s going to regret it one day.” As soon as the voice of the wooden fish stopped, Antonio closed his

eyes and said, “You may leave.”

“Something big is going to happen in Fairby.”

Crystal had a dream.

In her dream, she was hung on a Turbo Drop.

As soon as she lowered her head, she could see the cheering crowd. Everyone wore a funny mask. on

their faces, cheering for her impending death.

She was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat, but she was hanging in the air. No matter how

hard she moved, it was useless.

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The crowd was bustling.

But she still saw Harold.

He stood on the steps with no expression on his face and looked at her quietly.

Another cold and mechanical voice sounded in her ear. “Look, he didn’t come to save you.”

“If you were the one above, you would really be dead.”

Crystal suddenly woke up.

It was late at night and it was still dark in the room. Crystal was leaning in Harold’s arms, and her heart

was beating like a drum.

She frowned in pain.

It seemed that she had returned to 5:56 p.m. the day before yesterday.

She saw that Jacqueline had been tied up and hung on top of the Turbo Drop. Jacqueline couldn’t stop

crying. She begged for Crystal’s forgiveness and cried so hard that she looked like a drowned mouse.

But at that time, Crystal couldn’t even say a word, and her voice was hoarse. She could only watch her

swaying in the air, like…

A broken kite.

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