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Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 233

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Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 233 is a standout chapter in Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) by Glad Rarus, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Dragon narrative into new territory.

Chapter 233

Luke was undoubtedly threatening Mark. Mark felt guilty and lost his momentum in an instant.

He knew very well that Harold, the lunatic, would not care about family affection. Even if it was his biological father, Antonio, standing here today, it would also be useless, let alone that he was only Harold’s second uncle.

However, he was very unwilling to hand over the power in his hands like this. Originally, the second branch had no right to speak. If he left the White Group, the White Family would completely become Harold’s!

Mark still wanted to say something, but Luke suddenly said, “Speaking of which, Mr. White, have you ever found out about the inside story of the car accident that Master White was involved in City T?”

Mark was shocked and looked at Luke in horror.

What… did Harold know?!

Impossible… He did it without leaving any traces behind. It was impossible for Harold to know about it!

Mark gritted his teeth and said, “I won’t let this slide so easily!”

Luke raised an eyebrow and said, “Mr. White, take care.”

Mark snorted and turned to leave the company.

No one sneered at him on the way, but Mark felt that the whole world was laughing at him, so his face became more and more gloomy. He kicked the wall hard, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and forced himself to calm down.

“…Harold.” Mark scolded. He looked back at the building of the White Group and took out his phone to make a call. The other party slowly picked up the call. “Hello.”

the white porcelain vase were delicate and charming.

Someone put the phone on the windowsill, and the person who just talked to Mark smiled. “… In the same boat?”

“You think too highly of yourself.”

“You’re just a… tool that isn’t so handy.”

The sky was blue and the clouds were white. The windows in the room were bright and clean, but the owner of the room was gloomy and cold, which was incompatible with the vast world.

“…I’ll give you one last chance, Mark. Let me see how far you can go and if you can make Harold… suffer.”

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