Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

Danny snorted. The others didn’t know what he meant. He glanced at Antony and advised, “Take good care of the guests. I’ll go first.”

“Brother, we’re all blood brothers. You’re being too unkind, aren’t you?” complained Antony.

“Who is your blood brother?”

Antony was speechless.

Danny turned and left.

With a file bag in his hand, he walked all the way to the gate where he happened to see a black Maybach pull over. The secretary also glanced at the car, “I guess Miss Crystal is back.”

Danny looked away, didn’t look interested at all. He said coldly, “Let’s go.”

Crystal shrank in the car. Seeing Danny already leaving, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was so lucky Danny was leaving before she entered. If Danny recognized her, Debbie and Mia would not be able to see her alive.

Her driver asked in confusion, “Young Madam, you’re not going to get out?”

“Oh, I am, I will.” Crystal opened the door, “Uncle, please wait for me here.”

Seeing her cute face, the driver couldn’t help chuckle, “My job is to take you anywhere you want, ma’am. Of course, I must be waiting for you here.”

Crystal smiled brightly and entered the gate of the Evans family’s villa.

A help nodded at her indifferently, “Welcome back, Miss Crystal. Mr. Evans has been waiting for for a long time. Please come with me.”

She took Crystal to the living room. With her sharp eyes, Debbie immediately saw her, “Crystal!” Hearing Debbie’s voice, Crystal’s long eyelashes trembled.

you

Debbie’s face turned blue. “Okay, you’re the daughter of a rich family now, so you don’t take me seriously. You have to talk back to me everywhere, don’t you?”

Crystal said in bewilderment, “I’m just telling you the truth. The oldest big yellow dog in our village could live only seventeen years.”

“…” Debbie turned to Antony, “Mr. Evans! Look at her! How could I raise such a thing!”

Antony looked at Crystal and said, “Don’t talk back to your elders.”

Crystal pouted, “Did I say anything wrong?”

Antony thought for a moment then answered, “The oldest dog I have ever seen seems to be only eighteen years old, but we aren’t sure that they can’t live longer.”

Crystal nodded and said, “I got it.”

Their conversation left Debbie speechless.