Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593

“It has nothing to do with you whether she was disgusted or not. Harold lowered his eyelashes and did not show the pain that Old Madam Grecic wanted to see. “I only wanted to know the real cause of her death out of curiosity. Otherwise, what do you think the reason is?”

You!” Old Madam Grecic said angrily, “You are so indifferent even to your own mother!”

Harold said, “She didn’t fulfill her duty as a mother, so I naturally don’t need to fulfill my filial duty.”

Old Madam Grecic’s face was livid and she seemed to be out of breath, but she still stared at Harold. “I have told you everything I know! You can’t… can’t…”

She couldn’t catch her breath. After a long while, she continued, “You have to keep Clint’s life. You can’t let Mark lose his son!”

“Don’t worry.” Harold stood up and said, “As long as they don’t provoke me, I’m too lazy to be bothered.”

After that, he walked out. He had already stepped out of the threshold. Suddenly, he turned back and looked at the old woman on the bed under the soft light. He said, “In your next life, remember not to have anything to do with the Grecic family.”

The cold wind blew, and a tear rolled down the corner of Old Madam Grecic’s sunken eye.

Crystal sat at the table. Jarrod moved very fast. Crystal waited for only five or six minutes before all the hot dishes were served. There were all kinds of dishes.

She didn’t eat anything after getting off the plane. She was very hungry at the moment, but she didn’t have much appetite. She put down her chopsticks before she finished half a bowl of rice.

It was quiet in the flower hall. Crystal looked at the night sky outside. Before Harold returned, an uninvited guest came.

The man was about 50 or 60 years old. He wore a simple black Tang suit, without any embroidery on it, but the brocade among the threads showed a faint light.

He carried a bird cage with one hand and slowly walked in. At the same time, a deep fragrance wafted in. Crystal did not know much about the fragrances. She only felt that it was very similar to the incense in the temple

“Sir.” The servants in the flower hall all lowered their heads and greeted him.

These words made Crystal feel a little uncomfortable. It seemed that Harold only liked her appearance.

Halden asked again, “How old are you this year?”

“Nineteen,” Crystal said softly.

Halden sat down on the chair and thought for a while. “Harold’s mother has been gone for 20 years.”

Crystal did not know what he meant.

“I’ve seen your mother” Halden poured himself a cup of hot tea as if he was measuring the value of the goods. He looked at Crystal quietly for a while and said, “You look very much like your mother.”

“When I saw her for the first time, she was younger than you now.”