Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 683

Chapter 683

Harold didn’t speak, but Larry already knew what he was going to say. He sighed again and said, “It’s not a good sign that those people are constantly harassing Valeri…what do they really want? I remember when we sorted through Valeri’s belongings, there wasn’t anything particularly valuable, so it’s hard to say.”

He paused here and chuckled self-deprecatingly, “I mean, surely they wouldn’t go as far as burning her few remaining clothes, now that she’s already dead.” A

“You didn’t find it, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any,” Harold said calmly.

“How is that possible?” Larry was very confident. “It’s not like you don’t know that Valeri’s parents have died early Valeri is a single lady and has been in the army all year round. What can’t be found?”

Harold bent his index finger and pressed his glabella, saying, “It’s not that you haven’t can’t find it, it’s because it has been hidden.”

“What?” Larry whispered, “You mean… Valeri? But why? She clearly knew that they are a group of lunatics and could do anything. Even her brother was killed by them. There was no need for her to…”

Harold didn’t continue and only said, “She knows a lot of things that we don’t know.”

Larry leaned back and couldn’t hold it in any longer. He opened the window and lit a cigarette, cursing, “D*mn those people.”

The next day was sunny, and the sunshine in Sunshine Village pierced through the dewdrops hanging on the leaves, making them even more crystal-clear. The formation was already set up on the playground for routine training.

During lunch, Crystal did not go to the cafeteria. Instead, she picked up a thermos from the housekeeper. There was a dish of pork ribs soup, tomato eggs, and a dish of stir-fried vegetables.

“It should be very hard, right?” Annette said, “Otherwise, why didn’t she participate in the morning exercise in the morning?”

Natalie flipped through a page of the book in her hand and said, “If she didn’t die, then she got off easy.”

Annette said, “You’re still the ruthless one. There’s one more thing, I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I’ve heard a lot of people talking about it.”

“Hmm?” Crystal took a sip of soup and looked up at Annette. “What’s the matter?”

Annette sighed. “It’s Elvira… she committed suicide last night.”