Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 960

Chapter 960 Hearing this, Dora said, "So that's how it is...Miss Ramsey, is it convenient for me to come in?"

Crystal looked up at Harold and smiled with her eyes curved.She said softly, "Master White, your fiancee asked if it's convenient for her to come in now’ Harold said, "Are you sure you want me to tell her?"

".."

Crystal thought, "I shouldn't have compared my face with this person's.He is so thick-skinned that no one can compare with him- Crystal didn’t want to be targeted by Dora.Although this person was stupid and bad, she had been highly respected over the past few years.The Evans family and the White family were both her paths of retreat.It wouldn't do her any good to offend Dora now.

As she thought about this for a few seconds, Harold bent slightly and looked into Crystal's eyes.

Crystal subconsciously wanted to move away, but the man's hand had already pressed down on the back of her head.

He bent over, and his gaze was the same as Crystal's.

However, the arrogance in his eyes did not change at all.

"What's wrong? You have the guts to seduce me but you don't have guts to deal with my fiancee?"

"...”

For Crystal, being pressed on the back of her head was like a cat being pinched on the back of its neck.

It was a movement with a strong desire to control, which represented absolute subdue and could not be resisted.She made up her mind and grabbed Harold's tie, forcing him to lower his head.She licked her canine teeth and said, "Yes, Master White's fiancee is so fierce.I'm scared.If she catches me, kills me or sells me...It's terrible"

If Crystal wanted to, she could show a look that made all men want to protect her.

For example, at this time, when she looked up, her long and curly eyelashes curved into a beautiful arc.

Under her thin eyelids, there were tears in her dark eyes, which were like the misty rain in March, delicate and charming.

Her plump, red, and tender lips were slightly bit by her snow- white teeth, sinking a little bit, which made people suspect that they would make her skin bleed if they used a little more strength.

The woman named Poppy was really like a poppy, stunningly beautiful.