Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167

Crystal said with emotion, “There are so many beautiful ladies fighting for you. Even if you die here. today, it’s worth it.”

Larry said, “Thank you, but I don’t want to die yet. I haven’t spent all my money.”

Larry was a social butterfly. As soon as he appeared in the light, countless people gathered around him. What surprised Crystal the most was that he really remembered all the bald men, who looked almost the same to her.

Crystal listened to their idle conversation. Someone talked about the show and said with a smile, “It’s really thanks to Mr. Reynes that Master Bolton was invited this time. Master Bolton hasn’t shown his skills for a long time.”

“You’re too kind.” Larry smiled modestly. “My grandma likes Master Bolton’s work. She just happens. to be friends with him.”

The crowd hurriedly flattered him. When they were almost done, Larry said, “I’m flattered.”

He raised the glass in his hand and said, “Thank you for attending this show.”

When Mr. Reynes toasted them, they all felt depressed.

Just as Crystal was about to sneak to the dessert table to find some cakes to eat, a waiter suddenly hurried over with an ugly expression on his face. He whispered something in Larry’s ear, and Larry’s eyes turned cold.

“What’s wrong?” Crystal asked curiously.

“Something happened.” Larry said, “You can sit there for a while. I’ll go and have a look.”

Crystal tugged at his sleeve. “Wait, wait, wait, you can’t leave me here. I will be eaten by your ex- girlfriends.”

Katie stood next to the cabinet, and her beautiful face was gloomy. She gritted her teeth and said with gloomy eyes, “This cheongsam has been locked in the cabinet all the time. How could it be cut?

The cheongsam is cut, and the show can’t go on.”

Hearing that, Crystal looked at the safe on the table.

The cabinet had been opened, and a snow-white cheongsam was placed on it. The cheongsam was made of fine brocade, and there was a large piece of plum blossoms embroidered on it. It had a very decadent beauty. Unfortunately, this dress was cut by a pair of scissors in the most

concentrated part of the embroidery, which ruined its beauty.

The assistant next to Katie was full of tears. Her heart was full of fear, but she still insisted on explaining, “When I came to check this morning, I saw that it was well hung in the safe, so I didn’t look carefully. It should… it should have been cut last night…”