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Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 952

Chapter 952

Jocelyn's expression changed.

The person in front of her... was Poppy?!

Although there had always been rumors in the outside world that Poppy was young, Jocelyn had always felt that it was impossible for someone who was so skilled at embroidery to be only in her early twenties. It was just a rumor. However, who would have thought that... Poppy did look like she was in her early twenties.

... and she was shockingly beautiful.

Jocelyn's expression froze. "...Poppy?"

"Do you know me?" Crystal smiled politely. "Hello."

Jocelyn was so embarrassed on the spot.

She had just claimed that Poppy was ugly, but now she was slapped by reality.

If Poppy was ugly, then there would be no one good-looking in this world.

Laura smiled and said, "Jocelyn, I've already said that an embroidery artist doesn't rely on her appearance to work. In the future, it's better not to speculate, or it'll be so embarrassing."

Jocelyn forced a smile and stopped talking.

When they were talking, Dora, who was five or six meters away, froze.

... This woman looked a little similar to Crystal.

Dora unconsciously clenched her glass of champagne. She tried her best to control her expression. When she saw that Harold was still talking business with someone else, she hesitated for a moment before walking over.

Dora and Laura knew each other, so they nodded to each other. She smiled and said to Laura, "Laura, you're always busy. I didn't expect that you would have time to attend this charity dinner today."

"Is that so?" Crystal didn't seem interested. "What a coincidence."

Dora tested her out and found that apart from her somewhat similar appearance, there was almost nothing different between Poppy and Crystal. Only then did she relax her shoulders. "That's right. What a coincidence."

Suddenly, someone in the distance shouted, "Poppy." Crystal turned around and saw Anselm, who was also at the banquet somehow. When he saw her, he looked like a loyal dog. Instantly, his eyes lit up and he ran out of the crowd.

Crystal put the champagne glass in her hand onto the waiter's tray and smiled apologetically at Laura.

"Just an admirer. I'll hide first."

Crystal was probably the only one who would run away from the international star like this. Laura nodded in understanding. Crystal turned around and went to the crowded place. However, she might be too flustered. She had only taken a few steps when she knocked over the wine glass in someone's hand. In an instant, champagne spilled all over the two of them.

Crystal stopped in her tracks and raised her head. Her eyes were slightly curved and her fingers were hooked around the collar of his suit that was soaked in champagne. She said in a soft and gentle voice, "Ah, I'm sorry."

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