Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677

“In some ways, you are quite impressive.” Bud looked down at Elton from above. “The last person with such an honor was an S-class international criminal.”

Elton trembled and said, “Are you trying to seek revenge for that woman…” He quickly corrected himself, “I mean Miss Evan? If you kill me now, no one will apologize to her…”

Bud’s expression turned cold.

Perhaps it was the heavy humidity on a rainy day, with the rain outside making his skin even paler, and his dark eyebrows and eyes appeared particularly profound.

“Seek revenge for her?” He slowly smiled. “Why should I seek revenge for her?”

Elton was shocked.

The man stepped out and said lightly, “But I do have good news for you.”

“Those people won’t be able to find you again.”

He lifted two fingers, pressed them down in a 90-degree arc in the air, and ordered in a cold tone, “Take action.”

Dora was a little uneasy.

She heard that Crystal was only injured in the arm, and she almost smashed things out of frustration. However, she didn’t as she didn’t want to be exposed.

But now, her greatest concern was no longer whether Crystal had died or not, but whether Elton had been caught.

She guessed that Antony and the others wouldn’t sit idly by, but she didn’t expect even Marcus and Danny to get involved. With the power of these people combined, not to mention finding a live person in City W, even if it was a mouse, they would definitely catch it within three days.

Suddenly, there was a “pop” sound, which startled Dora and made her heart beat faster. When she looked up. she realized that it was her roommate’s cup lid accidentally falling to the ground.

Dora cursed, “Do you have Parkinson’s? You can’t even hold a cup lid properly!”

In an instant, Dora thought about many things and finally wiped the sweat from her palm. She informed her roommate and hurried downstairs.

The lecture hall was a bit far from the dormitory building. Dora rushed all the way, drenched like a drowned rat. She parted and wiped the water off her face, pushed open the door of Room 5-7, and immediately saw a figure from the back.

The man’s figure was like bamboo, upright and straight. Slowly turning around, he only revealed a face that was ordinary.

“Hello” Bud politely said, “Miss Evans, please sit down.”

Dora hesitated, sat down far away from him, and asked warily, “Who are you? What do you want? If you want

money, name your price now, I…”

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“Miss Evans, I am not interested in your money.” Bud said calmly, “What I want is much more interesting than money.”