Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 835

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 835

The young man, the second young master of the Francis family, and Lars’s half-brother, Alvis, carefully pulled the corner of his brother’s shirt and whispered, “Brother… don’t be like this.”

Lars looked at him expressionlessly. “Get out of here, too.”

The young man opened his mouth. Obviously, he was greatly hurt by his brother, and his eyes were red.

“It’s fine, Alvis.” Mrs. Francis was very calm. She held her son’s shoulder and said, “Since your brother has a guest here, let’s go out first. Don’t disturb them.”

Lars sneered.

When the mother and son left, Crystal was confused. “Don’t you like your stepmother? Is she not good to you?”

Lars paused, and his face became even uglier. He said, “My mother died very early. I was brought up by her.”

Crystal was even more surprised, “Then your relationship…”

“We used to be very good.” Lars was unwilling to say more. He looked at Crystal impatiently and said, “Are you here to dig my information today?”

Crystal rolled her eyes. “I’m here to thank you. Now that I’ve finished thanking you, I’m going back.”

Lars,”… Wait a minute. How can you thank me so easily for saving your life?”

Crystal had no choice but to say, “I have no other choice. I heard that your family is the richest family in Great Dayport. You can’t be short of money, can you?”

‘Tm indeed not short of money.”

Crystal sighed. “Then take it as I owe you a favor.”

Crystal couldn’t help but hit his face with a pillow even though Lars was her savior and a patient, which made him very angry. “F*ck, I have never been slapped in the face in the past when I fought with someone!” “Now you’ve been slapped in the face”—Crystal proudly wrote a line of words on the board, and every stroke was full of sarcasm.

Lars,”…”

Lars felt that if he was given another chance, he would never risk his life to save Crystal. What was the use of saving her? Even if she could not speak, she could drive others mad with what she wrote.

Crystal won a great victory in this battle. She carefully tucked Lars in and left.

As soon as she arrived at the corridor, she saw Mrs. Francis and Alvis standing at the corner. Alvis seemed to be crying in a low voice. Mrs. Francis’s voice was a little cold. “Why are you crying? You’re so useless.”

Alvis cried even harder. “My brother was not like this in the past. My brother used to like me very much… Why did he suddenly become like this? Is it because of Dad’s death? But it’s not our fault…”

Mrs. Francis looked at her son with a frown and sighed in the end. She held him in her arms and said softly, “Alvis, don’t cry. Your brother is just…” “He’s just throwing a tantrum at me.”