Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 474

Crystal felt as if her heart had been poked by Harold’s fingertips through her flesh and ribs. Otherwise,

how could she forget to move at this moment? She had a feeling of electricity all the way from her

heart, flowing along the blood to every part of her body.

Harold was about to withdraw his hand when Crystal suddenly pinched his finger and said, “This is a

stereotype. I don’t think I will become bad. If you don’t believe me, you can transfer me 20,000 dollars

first.”

Harold leaned closer to her cheek. In the distance between his breath and hers, he patted Crystal’s

face lightly with the back of his hand and said, “What a beautiful dream.”

Crystal, “.”

It was not a dream. What she saw in front of her was very beautiful.

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How could Harold have such a face? Crystal felt that if he had been born in ancient times, his house

would have been smashed by the flowers, fruit baskets, and gifts that the young ladies gave.

“Why are you in a daze?” Harold took two steps forward and found that Crystal did not follow him. He

reached out his hand and said, “Aren’t you going home?”

Crystal held his hand. “Of course, we are going home.”

Anaya had recovered well. It was obvious that she had gone through hell, but she was more energetic

than before, and her face was ruddy.

But today, she was a little nervous.

“It’s okay.” Alan comforted her. “You don’t have to say anything. Leave everything to me.” Anaya smiled

and said, “This is related to both of us. How can I leave everything to you?”

She took a deep breath and got out of the car with Alan.

Because of the wedding banquet not too long ago, the Shamus Family had become a laughing stock in

the Fairby’s social circle. The atmosphere was low everywhere. The servant whispered, “Big Master,

Miss Paisley, Madam and Mr. Lu are already waiting in the living room.”

Alan nodded and asked, “How is my mother’s mood today?”

The servant paused and said, “…Big Master, you should go in and have a look.”

Alan could understand from her words that his mother was not in a good mood.

In fact, Alan could guess that Flora, who cared about her reputation the most, was likely to be so angry

that she didn’t even want to go out after what happened at the wedding banquet.

Alan held Anaya’s hand with a firm look in his eyes. “Anaya, let’s go.”

Anaya nodded and the two of them entered the Shamus Family’s main entrance together.

In the splendid living room of the Shamus residence, Flora and Erik were sitting in the main seat, while

Leroy was sitting next to them, looking at the door.

Flora took a sip of tea and said lightly, “What’s there to look at?”

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Leroy coughed. “There’s nothing to look at, but……….”

Before he could finish his words, he heard the servant say, “Big Master is back.”

Leroy quickly shut his mouth.

Alan and Anaya walked into the living room. Flora didn’t even look up, as if she hadn’t seen the two

people at all. Alan shouted, “Dad, Mom.”

Anaya was a little embarrassed. “Nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Shamus.”

Erik was about to respond, but he was instantly silenced by Flora’s sharp gaze.

Seeing that his mother didn’t pay attention to him, Alan let go of Anaya’s hand and knelt on the ground.

As soon as he knelt down, everyone was scared out of their wits. Leroy hurriedly said, “Brother, what

are you doing? Get up quickly.”

In addition to paying respects to his ancestors, Alan had never knelt down.

Anaya pursed her lips and knelt down beside Alan.

Alan said in a deep voice, “Dad, Mom, it’s my fault for being unfilial. Sorry to let you worry about me.”

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