Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Dana looked at Crystal gratefully as she heard that.

Harold looked down at Devil, ordering, “Go back to the cage.”

Devil stood up, stretched its body and licked the back of Crystal’s hand. Then, it slowly walked to the backyard.

Dana’s heart, which was kept suspended, was finally at ease.

Harold offered his hand to Crystal. The latter blinked and let him hold her hand. She felt that there

was something strange about Harold tonight. She hesitated for a long time before asking, “Master White, are you in a bad mood?”

“If Devil had attacked you, you would have already been dead.”

Crystal was a little surprised, and then she smiled brightly. “Thank you.”

“… You thank me?”

“Yes, yes. If someone feels sad if I die, I will be quite happy.” Crystal nodded.

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“…” Harold said with a cold face, “When did I say that I would be sad for you?”

Crystal pouted, “So you meant I’m stupid and could be fooled so easily?”

Harold laughed. He bent over to look into Crystal’s eyes. “That’s not true. Because I know you’re not very smart. I don’t have any expectations for your intelligence.”

Crystal was speechless.

“Alright,” Stacie said, “Since you are so capable, don’t look for me if you cause trouble again!”

Then, she was about to leave. Realizing that his sister was really mad, Cyril quickly said, “Okay, okay, Stacie… I’m drunk. I’m talking nonsense. I apologize to you. I shouldn’t have yelled at you.”

Stacie pursed her lips and said, “I have something to do. I have to go now. Don’t make me deal with this kind of mess in the future.”

She picked up her bag and turned to leave. Cyril’s face turned gloomy. “…Damn it, you’ve been working hard toward him since you were a child. Do you think Harold cared about you?”

Stacie knew that Cyril would definitely scold her behind her back, but she didn’t care.

She went to the underground parking lot to find her car. When she opened the car door, she saw a person already sitting in the passenger seat.

In the dim light, Luke looked up at her and smiled. “Good evening, Miss Stacie.”

Stacie stiffened. “… Luke, what can I do for you?”