Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 729

Crystal slowly got out of the car and rubbed her eyes.

Marcus said lightly, "Go in."

"Oh." Crystal walked two steps with the box in her arms. Suddenly, she turned to look at Marcus. "Why do you seem

to be unhappy all of a sudden?"

The security of Flower Land could be said to be one of the best in City W, so Marcus did not wear a mask at this

time, revealing a handsome and gentle face.

He and Danny were twins, and the two brothers looked more like their father. However, Marcus's facial features

were naturally much gentler. Especially when he stood with Danny, people would always subconsciously think that

he was friendlier.

However, from Crystal's point of view, Danny was easier to deal with. Marcus seemed to have a lot on his mind.

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With his eyes curved, he politely avoided all the prying.

"If," Marcus said, "someone drooled in your new car, would you be in a good mood?"

Crystal,"..."

Crystal subconsciously touched the corner of her mouth and didn't touch anything. When she realized that Marcus

was tricking her, she quickly withdrew her hand and said, "I have good habits when I sleep, and I don't drool."

Marcus took two steps forward. Crystal thought that he was going to hit her, so she shrank her neck. However, he

only tidied up her hair, which had been blown up by the wind.

Although it had stopped raining today, there was no sun. Maybe it was because he had been standing outside the

car for a long time that his hands were a little cold. Crystal had goosebumps on her neck. She looked at him warily,

wondering if he would take the opportunity to break her neck.

"Go in," Marcus repeated.

Crystal's toes moved, but before she could take a step forward, she suddenly said, "There's something in my bag.

Help me take it out."

Marcus looked at her impatiently and stretched out his hand to pull open the bag on her back. There were only

design drafts and a bar of chocolate inside. He took out the hazelnut chocolate and asked, "Is it this one?"

"Yes." Crystal nodded. "I'm giving this to you."

Marcus,"?"

Crystal said seriously, "I heard that eating sweet stuff can make people a little sweeter, and they will have a better

personality. I hope it's true."

Marcus was speechless.

Before Marcus could make a move, Crystal had already run away with the box in her arms-it was difficult for her to

run so fast with such a heavy box in her arms.

Marcus stood by the car for a long time before he opened the chocolate and ate a piece. It was as sweet and bitter

as he had imagined.

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After the return of the organization, comrade Harold was still waiting obediently, which made the organization

happier. She approached him and kissed him. Then, she opened the wooden box and said, "This is my mother's

wedding dress."

Even though a few decades had passed, the bright red wedding dress was still dazzling. It was not an exaggeration

to say that the embroidery on it was ingenious. Each of them carried the painstaking efforts of an embroidery

artist.

Crystal touched the cloth with her fingers and said, "It's a pity that I couldn't see my mother wearing it."

Harold, "Your big brother and second brother weren't even born back then."

Crystal,"... That's true."

She and Dana tied the burnt part of the wedding dress to the embroidery frame. She redrew the embroidery

samples one by one and compared them to the design. She was busy with her work, and Harold was dealing with

his own affairs in the study.

Crystal thought that Harold would have much more leisure time since the person in charge of the White Group had

been changed, but it turned out that he was still very busy. He had other companies' documents to deal with.

Crystal occasionally glanced at the names of the several companies, which were very famous and were almost

known to all, so she had a new understanding of Harold's wealth and power.

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