Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 698

Antony gritted his teeth and said, “Harold has taken the whole watermelon away.”

He was standing at the door and watching him cut the watermelon into pieces with his own hands!

Freud was speechless.

He sat down on the chair and said, “It took me a lot of effort to get in here!”

Antony said. “Go and fight with him. Although I heard that he used to be very powerful, he is no longer a young. man in his early twenties. Heroes come from a young age. He is definitely no match for you!”

Freud said, “If you want me to die, why don’t you just say it? Why did you come up with such a stupid idea?”

Antony said, “D*mn it! You haven’t eaten a single piece of your watermelon! Aren’t you angry?!”

Freud scratched his head and said, “Well, it’s not like I’m giving it to someone else to eat. I’m giving it to Crystal. Isn’t that why I brought this watermelon in the first place?”

Antony was speechless.

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He said sadly, “You’re hopeless.”

Freud lit a cigarette and said, “You’re a man. How can you compete with your sister for food?”

Antony said gloomily, “I’m not talking about that.”

“What is it then?”

Antony stared at him. “Do you think that Crystal has a good relationship with Harold?”

Freud said, “You say I’m beyond help, but they’re engaged. Isn’t it normal for them to have a good relationship?” Antony sneered, ‘It’s not your sister, of course, you won’t be worried. It’s not your own hard-earned cabbage that was rooted up by a pig, of course, you won’t feel heartbroken.”

Freud immediately stood up and said, “I’ll go downstairs and tell Master White that he’s a pig that rooted your cabbage.”

“Hey, hey, hey, Freud!” Antony quickly pulled him back. “When did you learn to complain? Calm down.”

Freud blew out a smoke ring and said, “Be serious. I came to see you for something.”

“What?”

Freud took out an envelope from his jacket pocket and said, “One of my friends is responsible for Elvira’s autopsy. This thing was found in her pocket. Take a look.”

Antony saw that Freud’s expression was not very good and his expression had become a little more serious. He extended his hand and received the envelope.

The material of the kraft paper was a bright red painted seal, which had been opened by someone.

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Antony opened the letter. There was only a card in it. The bottom of the card was black, and the golden handwriting wrote, “Jealous.”

She turned over the card and saw a bright red poppy flower on the back.

This kind of flower was really amazing. Even if they didn’t know what it represented, just looking at it made them want to touch it.

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Freud’s finger tapped on the flower as he said, “This is Bud’s signature.”

Antony finally understood why Freud’s expression was so bad.

Bud was a very famous killer in the world. His favorite way of killing was to blast and cut off people’s throat. He seemed to regard himself as a judge. Anyone who died in his hands would be charged.

God said that there were two types of sins in humans, original sin and personal sin. Original sin was a sin that was inherent in human nature and cannot be erased or forgiven.

The charge that Bud gave to Elvira was jealousy.

“Hasn’t he already retired and turned over a new leaf?” Antony exclaimed in a hoarse voice, “Why did this terrorist resurface?!”

No wonder Elvira’s throat had been cut. She had been sentenced to a private punishment.

“This envelope was secretly sent to me. The others don’t know yet.” Freud smoked a cigarette and said, “If the higher-ups know about it, Crystal will definitely be taken away for investigation.”

The reason why Bud judged Elvira was because of jealousy.

The person she was jealous of was Crystal.

Antony thought for a moment and said, “Send this to Harold.”

“Ah?”

Antony replied, “He’s much more adept at keeping things under wraps than you are, and besides…”

He leaned back against the back of his chair and smiled. “In City W, no one dares to touch Harold’s bottom line.”

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