Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269

“Mark!” The veins on Luke’s forehead stood out. “Do you really want to die?”

Mark’s face was ferocious. “It was you who didn’t give me a chance to live! Harold, you wanted to take over the company and destroy everyone from the second family… How can there be such a good thing in this world? I don’t know what method you used to confuse the old lady to let her speak for you, but I’m telling you, Harold, I will never give up the company!”

Just as Luke was about to speak, Harold raised his hand and stopped him. In a calm voice, he said, “If it wasn’t for you being so useless, why wouldn’t even your own mother help you?”

“Shut up!” Mark’s face was flushed with anger. “What do you know? Even if you didn’t come back that year, I would have found a way to bring the White Group back to life! You’re just lucky. Do you really think you’re that great?!”

Harold’s lips curled into a smile. No one knew if he was mocking Mark or not. He only said, “Only an idiot would relate everything to luck.”

“Because you are incompetent, you said that you are unlucky.”

Mark was completely enraged. “If you say another word, I’ll cut off the rope immediately! Do you want to see her dead body?! Ah?!”

Harold frowned.

Mark immediately became proud. “Why are you so arrogant? She’s in my hands now! Did you hear what I just said?! Give yourself a stab immediately, or I’ll kill her right away!”

“… Master.” Luke clenched his fingers into a fist. “You…”

Harold took two steps forward and bent down to pick up the dagger from the ground.

It was the new dagger. The dagger was bright.

“Master!” Luke’s voice sounded anxious.