Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276

“What, what did you say?!” Mark widened his eyes in shock. “What do you mean?!”

Harold’s fingertip touched the blade, which was stained with his own blood. He said slowly, “I’ve tested this knife for you. It’s very sharp.”

The bright blade condensed into a dot in Mark’s eyes. His frightened pupils were trembling. “You…” With a flip of his finger, Harold suddenly held his knife and stabbed toward Mark-

“Ah!!!” Mark closed his eyes in fear, but the pain he had expected did not come.

He opened his eyes hesitantly and saw that the dagger was only stabbed into his clothes. Harold, on the other hand, had a faint smile on her face. “You’re more than just an idiot.”

Mark broke out in a cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water. He panted heavily. “What… what exactly do you want to do!?”

“I don’t want to do anything,” Harold said indifferently, “I am a vengeful person. You know, I originally wanted to stab you back, but now… I suddenly changed my mind.”

Before Mark could react, he saw Harold stand up and throw the dagger in front of him. He said in a casual voice, “I’ll let you go. Of course. I believe you’re smarter than your father. Don’t let me down.” Cyril swallowed hard. “I…”

Kimberly grabbed his arm. “Cyril… Cyril, don’t be afraid. He was the one who let you down first!” Cyril struggled to get up from the ground with the sharp pain all over his body. Holding the knife in both hands, he stood in front of Mark, trembling.

“How dare you-how dare you!!” Mark cursed angrily. “I’m your father!!”

Cyril gave a strange smile. “That’s right… You’re my father. For the sake of your child, a father has to sacrifice something…”

He took a deep breath, held the knife in his hand, and suddenly stabbed toward Mark-

Mark tried his best to retreat, and the knife only pierced into his thigh. The pain instantly swept through his whole body, making Mark almost faint from the pain. The whole warehouse was filled with his wailing.

Harold’s face darkened. “Why are you shouting so loudly? Don’t you want your tongue anymore?” If he scared Crystal, he would have to coax her for a long time.

Mark was like a chicken whose neck had been strangled. He suddenly shut his mouth.