Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166

Larry took a deep breath and said, “I think you’re insulting me.”

Crystal said, “I’m not. If you don’t like it, I can call you something else. Goofy Reynes? Doggo Reynes? Freckle Reynes? Which one do you like?”

Larry’s forehead twitched and said, “Thank you, but I’m a virtuous citizen. I’m not a gangster, so I don’t need a nickname.”

Crystal said regretfully, “Well, if you want to be a gangster some other day, remember to come to me. I’ll cover for you.”

Larry replied, “… Thank you.”

They entered through the side door and avoided the crowd. The hotel was splendid, and the lights were crisscrossed. There was a T-stage in the middle, but the show had not yet begun.

Larry casually introduced, “This time, I’ve invited the famous master of embroidery art, Christy, to make a cheongsam. It’s the main part of the show tonight.”

Crystal thought of the promotional video she saw on the screen in the morning.

Although Larry had entered the venue with a low profile, he was a rich man. He was one of the investors for this event. When they saw him, many people came up to him and wanted to get in touch with him.

One of them was a very popular female celebrity recently. She dressed up especially sexily tonight. She held a glass of red wine in her hand and sized Crystal up. Then she said in a strange tone, “Mr. Reynes, did you break up with me just for her?”

“Vera.” Larry frowned slightly. “I don’t like your way of speaking.”

He broke up with every girlfriend peacefully, but they were always some who were unwilling to give up. They felt that they could make him turn over a new leaf. In fact, there was always something common between men and women. They all felt that they were special. When they realized that they were no different from the commoners, their feeling of love would eventually turn into hatred. Vera smiled. “I’m sorry, Mr. Reynes… I’m just curious about your new girlfriend… She doesn’t seem to be the type you’ve always liked?”

Crystal whispered in Larry’s ear, “Bullock, is she the type of girl you like?”

Larry said, “Save me some face and speak nicely.”